standing there gape mouhed

i heard a low growl at first

then something like a hiss

she was trying to catch her breath

next i hear a sewage line of expletives

God Damnit .. the fucking bitch

stole my fucking house .. that slut

she threatened if i kept seeing you

seriously .. i'd live to fucking regret it

the dyke bitch stole my fucking house

i've to admit i was somewhat amazed

there were lisa's three bedroom house once stood

was an empty, vacant lot .. bricks strewn all about

i thought it wise to keep my impulsive mouth shut

crying tears .. she asked to go to her grandmother's

we hopped back on the hog and took off

roaring through town .. passed Lion's Oil Company

her grandmother's house was just around the corner

we pulled in the church's large gravel parking lot 

right across the street .. the streetlight came on

sitting in the warm gravel .. she was very silent

i let her be .. it's traumatic losing one's house

that's for damn sure .. i'd lost two houses to fire

setting sun went down .. lisa finally smiled

i knew that look .. every time she rode my bike

there's something special about a girl and a harley

i managed a smile .. noticing her eyes gleaming

pulling her shirt and bra off .. she said strip down

sit on your hog .. baby, you're going to love this 

i kicked off my clothes .. lay back on my seat

peeling her levi 501's and her panties off

she leaned into me .. kissing my neck and mouth

a bit nervous, i looked around .. no traffic headlights

she grinned wide .. said don't worry about a thing

she stepped up on the footpeg in reverse .. straddled me

our breaths became as one .. i sipped tears from the corners of her eyes

Copyright @ March 2015

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