We are seduced by its speed.
We are seducedby the roar of its power between our legs.
We are seduced by that rush of adrenaline.
We are those willing companions who will accept all the ride can give.
We accept because our hearts soar and fly when we make love with the ride.
The ride is jealous.
It demands our full attention and judgment.
It will accept no distractions and even with that it will throw in surprises.
It has the contempt of certainty for those who would risk too much.
The ride giveth and the ride taketh away.
We are here for such a short time dear heart,
and the ride is a dangerous lover.
©Copyright July 4, 2004 by John-Ward Leighton
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