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The Ride

The air grows thick

Around you

Within you

When I am around

The promise of my

Authority, patient

Insistent in the way

That a bear lumbers

A shadow falls

I am not thirsty

But hungry

Come close

I offer the thrill

Of the playground

With an adult’s eye

I will push you harder

Faster, higher

Until you tingle

With the freedom

That is my gift to you

A step into my world

A fall to your knees

My fingers trace the line

Of your jaw

Hear my breath

An engine of desire

Taking you

To the places

You’ve always wanted




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