Motorcycle Girl

We're all riding home
Parting like Moses, divine
Burning off our load
Floating empty at mind
See them all corrode
Under the midday shine

And then
On the sidewalk
We drove by
The motorcycle girl

Leaned against a pole
Small female James Dean
Her hair as dark as her soul
Deep and serene
Large motorcycle pants
Pale skin, shy but mean

And then
Pushed by traffic
I lost sight of
The motorcycle girl

Out near the sea
Yearning to change my role
A cold iodine breeze
Buries me in my coat
Alone I walk by and weep
In need of change to pay life's toll

And then
Staring at my feet
I bumped into
The motorcycle girl

We walked and talked
It was nice
We bought ice cream
And ate it on the beach
Under the stars



Credits
Writer(s): Antoine Sultana
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