Love - Racetrack For Soul-Mates Poem by Paul Warren

You’re my rev-head chic tuned to my fuel-injected soul
Reaching the finish line together is our life-time goal
Our pole position will not tempt the racetrack fates
We fine-tune our engines to make super-charged soul mates
I think of our life as just one fast edgy race
You as my co-driver setting the quickest pace
When our final lap is over and our time is at end
Getting the checked flag together means no need to pretend.

© Paul Warren Poetry