As Sun Sets Low Poem by Doris Cornago

Seized by the whirligig of delight
Prancing about in pure might
You were a vision in black
Taken you out on a ride
A frisky daring steed
Hardly stopped on
Steep upclimb
Grip slipping
Ventilating
Oxygen
Eyes
On
Goal
Almost
Reaching
Promontory
Frictions freak
Things suddenly
Agitated, distracted
Tipped to the left side
Heavyweight mires you
Character flaws hit us low
Asked me please step down
Willingly sent you on your own
Meet as sun sets low on horizon