Heels are allowed
With pants or without
For I am yours to ride
we can go fast or slow
Just let my bass
Roar set the tone
Grip my throttle
and ride my bike
as fast as you can
The bike is long
So know you have to bend
Make sure you learn the gears
because if you pop the clutch
I can make you feel a gear in your gut
This ride is protected
all you have to do brace yourself
wrap your legs around me cruse your way home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed reading your poem. Nice metaphore. :) GG