The Bike

The bike.
A journey between two people,
And time.
In a place of mine.
Between two junctions.

The bike.
Speeding head first across
An ocean view.
Time spent in two.
Time too quickly speeding.

The bike.
Black metalic and hot to touch,
Scarring skin
pebbles and rocks
A view of perfecion.

The bike.
A holiday perfection,
Within my reflection.
A smile of
The eyes.
And a smile
Of the heart.

Boneata Bell
14:42 26th August 2012


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