Lou J. Klaiber

DOIN’ SPEED

You were so
young.

I
was all muscle
and harsh scars
and all
the profanity of a war.

I was all
for speed
and ‘racing oil’ dreams.

“Just take me along for the ride!”
you said.

Makin’ love was a lot better
than workin’ overtime.

Working hard was just a way
to
get back home to you.

Overtime was a dream
of you.
… and you became a NICU Nurse
with dreams of your own.

A life of your own.

… Yet you never let me down.

… softlips upon my neck
and speed
… back then
along a road

… traveled
together.

You and I
Diane.

… Never afraid!

ridin’
toward
Sundown.