Big Harley Poem by Sidi Mahtrow

Big Harley

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At traffic light
Bike with sundance seat
Amply filled
Blonde, hair blown free

Releases grip
Reaches and smooths hair
Around the ears, over the top
His, not hers

Parts to one side
Then to other,
Searching, searching, searching
Returns and smooths

Massages neck
Down to shoulders
Below collar
Feeling, feeling, feeling

A bump
Fingers probe
Round and round
Not perfection

Fingers dig in
Squeezes
What?
Hand out from collar

On shirt back
Wiping motion
Looks at fingers
Wipes, again and again

Light changes
Bike roars to life
Blonde against back rest
Hang on.

Of nits, lice and pimples.

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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
While sitting at a traffic light, just in front and in another lane was a couple on a Harley.
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