to be held in that space

for a long time
we sat on the wall
the sun warming
my jacket for later

ocean water whooshing
beach rocks catching wet light
I finally breathed
full breaths

earlier, while riding twisty sun patched roads
I watched his back-
his upper body a perfect frame
arms outstretched & open
hands so easy on the bars

I wondered
what would it be like?-
to be held in that space
where wind flows over the fairing
to curl & circle
& whisper into his chest.

10/5/08

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oh I remember now-

thrum & the rumble
kiss of a breeze
push of a wind
pull of the throttle
clunk of the shifter
engagement of gears
I am moving!
and free
chattering children grinning and jumping
tall trees at attention
I motor my way
low waves with brethren
knowing smiles exchanged
the catch as I downshift
or lean through a turn
mind focused and open
alert to this day
hug and creak of warm leather
pop-pop of exhaust
flutterfaded bandana
tied to the bar.

4/18/09

"Let your soul shine, It's better than sunshine, It's better than moonshine, ****** sure better than rain." -ABB