Motorcycle Haiku
The air smelled like pine
as we wove around corners
on my husband’s bike.
Splashes of color
on the September hillsides.
Sun warm on my face.
Such a bonus day
this summer-like afternoon.
My husband and I
spooned together.
I wrapped my arms around him
and smelled his clean shirt.
9 comments:
Linda, nicely done. Open and homey.
The best kind of love. And I love that clean-guy scent.
Simple and clean. Very nice.
there is something exhilaratingly about being"spooned" with someone on a powerful piece of machinery... and very little else... isn't there?????
I'm totally happy with my partner but I've always wished he had a motorbike, so i really enjoyed this series
can i say i love haikus? this was no excemption. such vivid images and lovely sentiments.
I went along for the ride, and enjoyed it.
Love pours out, Linda!
clean and pure sentiment is love
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