Fast Poem by David Welch

Fast

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.

Sunday, October 6, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: car,fun,funny,humor,light,power,woman
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D.N. Rebb 06 October 2024

A '63 Sting Ray? ?

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