She's fast, faster than you can handle,
sculpted curves, flawless skin,
deceptive power beneath,
and that look…sexy, predatory,
frightening, but I still want it.
I want to be inside her,
feel her wrapped around me, unleashed,
she's fast,
and I know it'll cost me in the end…
But I've never seen a cooler car.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A '63 Sting Ray? ?