posted on Oct, 17 2018 @ 05:39 PM
The leaves were rustling, whipping across the street and back again. Trees howling and crackling as their branches swayed to and fro. The air crisp
and cool with a breeze that could melt flesh from bone...well not actually, but chilling nonetheless. I ambled down the steps to be greeted by my
steed. A beautiful tan on black v-twin. As I insert my key and give her a little love juice, she rolls over and says; "NO, it's too cold!." Not
taking any lip from her I give her a little more and she roars to life like the beast she is. It is there that I leave her for a few. I had to wrap
up a few things while she warmed up and the suspense would only make her long for me.
Properly warmed up the way a lady should be, I mounted her. A blip of the throttle and she sung the tune that in turn makes me melt. Together,
we ripped off into the cold. A quick left and a flick of the shift lever took us to Nirvana. Another shift and we both screamed in unison as we
slowed to the next left turn. Downshift, lean, and throttle into the curve, we howled down the strip with all the gusto an aging pair can. Hearts
beating, shift, bodies vibrating, shift, ooooohh...wait, slow down! Two quick downshifts to our 3rd left turn, down a little hill to yet another
That's when I gave her all I had. Every bit of my soul poured into her, and her unto mine. A gradual crescendo of sound, energy and combustion
roaring in the final stretch. As we both reach our peaks it is with sudden realization that there are no more left turns, only one right. It is
there this tale ends and the message is realized. Woe, longing and angst is all that is left. I will park her, yet I will think about her. I will
tend to her every need and yet can not give her what she desires.
As I close the garage door, I say aloud; "Until the spring anyway."