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
StandingBear
