Poem2024-07-25T09:32:52+00:00

Speed

By: CrimsonBrian

The scrape of skate and street,
better that scrape of skin on cement,

blood pumps more reliably
than any kiss has ever provided,

because the kiss of the wind never leaves,
never lets go,
never lies

Sweat swims down the face in heated pleasure,
and the wheels keep spinning........