this is a metaphor
there is no here
it all flies by
all i have is this moment
all i have is this purring
powerful engine beneath me
roar in my ears
there is no here
all i have is your strong
back, these arms tight around
your waist, eyes squeezed shut
sensation of moving
and we breathe in time
melded by movement
my legs squeeze to keep me
tight against you
all i have is now
there is no here
all i have is you
and this machine
and the carving wind that defines me.
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