|The Ride (standard:poetry, 109 words)|
|Author: Billy Jack Baxter||Added: Oct 01 2003||Views/Reads: 1702/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
The Ride For Sandy You stand beside me, frightened. Pointing up at the multicolored lights. I tell you... It will be fine, don't worry, We will come down. The night smells of sweetness, Fragrant with alluring aromas. A soft summer breeze runs fingers through your hair. The multicolored lights rain into your eyes. The line is moving forward now. Your hand slides timidly into mine. Our shoulders touch,so lightly,so electric. The barkers bark their endless pitch, Wooden bottles topple, children scream. The multicolored lights call our name. Under a lidless eye of moon, we climb aboard. You shiver--I hold you tight. And leave Earth, far behind. Billy Jack Baxter Tweet
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