A Memorable Ride

Oh! How wonderful was that ride 

I felt I’d taken the world in my stride 

We met and we talked 

We laughed and we fought!

Such things he spoke that lifted me aloft!

“Let’s be delicate with the lips, “ he said 

And on my softness, butterflies he laid!

The breeze was cold and the air chilled,

With an unspoken crave our hearts were filled!

I caught him tightly by the arm,

His rashness filled my delicate form 

His embrace fulfilled my every desire,

He, as if, draped me in a new attire!

Love cannot be more beautiful than this!

It’s him I pine for and him I miss!