Motorcycle

she had the pleasure recently
of riding around town
on a very fast suzuki gsx-r.

"oh, this is SO much fun,"
she exclaimed while squealing like
a four-year-old as he raced down the highway.
"i'm so glad you like it,"
he said at the next red light,
leaning her way in order to catch her words.

"are you kidding?" she said merrily.
"i want my own!
i am officially addicted!"

and as he lurched into traffic
she closed her eyes and saw herself
with a bike of her own,

happily sporting a snappy red leather jacket,
weathered frye boots,
and racing the boys for pink slips
during the last days of a halcyon summer.