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Never Enough
I rode red metallic joy today- 120 horsepower surging into the wind, molding me to the sleek frame of the bike and my leather clad pilot, the temporary master of my fate. The road sang to me as we accelerated, my skin inhaling lilacs and roses country grasses an impossibly brilliant shade of green; horses and deer appearing out of nowhere in electric flashes of color, and then disappearing. The river spread out below us, a dancing tapestry of light as we idled by, slow and rhythmic the deep revving of the motor lulling me into a state of peace and calm an almost somnolent surrender as I relaxed into the leather part of the bike part of the movement one with the world calling your name
Submitted by: Jody Kristine Johnson gungajody@earthlink.net
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