Risking the roughness

Thoughts on a push-bike

Peddling along the winding lane

Scent of wild garlic in the air
Warm sun high in the sky
Shudders and bumps rough on the way

I feel you behind me
Pressed on my skin-bare back
Legs spread both sides of me
Hands grabbing flat on my belly

As I struggle to balance
Will my strength be enough?
Will you hang on as I swerve? 

I peddle and peddle
Hoping to get there
Rough though the way
And the feel of your thighs.

Garlic drugs my senses
Warm air streams on my face
You hold me tight
We keep on going
Risking the roughness.

Reviews

[Jen]

hey doofey. I miss you. lets talk. email me? [email protected]

[Jen]

really? talk to me about this

[Papaya]

Sometimes the bumpy rides are worth it. 🙂

[Jibey]

This was written on an impulse and is as rough as the ride... I appreciate your generosity... still holding on

[JessyJacob]

what you need you know bettet, but do remember people sacrificed their life for you.

What is that life where you say you are dying every second, when other person is taking advantage of you. Why dont you encounter it one time then see how thst lady takes advantage of you??
Usha/jessy jacob.

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous imagery and use of the senses.

[JessyJacob]

I sing this song for you.

https://youtu.be/xQauklmE3Y8?si=9w01hUgAUgbJjgfq

As you asked
Will my strength strong enough??
Strength comes from inner confidence
Yes you do have

Will you hang on as i swerve?
Yes i hang on to you.

Jessy jacob.
With love,
I really liked the lines of bike riding.

Hope you understand the lyrics in song .
I will explain you each word.