The Curves To You Poem by Duncan Standard

The Curves of the road,
Remind me that,
Life,
Love,
Dreams;
Anything worth reaching.
Anything worth holding on to.
It all comes eventually.
Yeah,
Sure,
I could be impatient
Take the a to b path,
Not follow the highway,
Straight line,
Shortcut,
Off-road.
Yet how am I supposed to know
That what is waiting,
Through those trees,
Beyond that hill,
Is going to be any quicker,
Than leaning the bike,
Throttling her perfectly,
Riding each curve,
As if her and I share a common goal,
Making our way towards you.