A passenger in your convertible.

The light wind blows our hair,

hurriedly in recognition;

seated in your sports car,

the seam of your dress

parted on your desires,

opening to possibilities

your clutch to the floor,

you change gears to fourth

our tempo to be reached tops,

your soft skin seen,

so smooth, tanned

triggers....

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

men are instant ...with lightning triggers no doubt ..but oh the woman in the sports car ..knows not to ride the clutch .. how sexy is that ... i owned three sports cars in my young life ..a 63 Austin Healy, a '54 MG, and i think it was a '58 TR3 ... none of them did me any good .. except save gas
:( ...not the cars' faults :(((
love your poem ..great stuff ..jogs my memories and makes me smile ..and imagine things ;)
E.

[andrew mitchell]

hi einstein i saw get carter again with michael caine, with that scene in the girl's sportscar lol inspired this loose piece of writing lol

[Einstein Noodle]

what a great movie!!! i can see the inspiration