barefoot short skirt tank top on doors off topless Jeep hem flapping in the breeze hot sun smiling down on me F18s flying overhead; a Maverick moment complete feeling the heat waves rising off the street anything less would be a compromise; instead I’m replete breathing through the vulnerability of being so open
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He loves her
His smile warms her face, She blushes in return, Basking in the light of His glow. ~~ He brushes away the wispy hairs From her face, tucks them behind her ears. He strokes her smooth skin, Blowing His heat onto her neck. To all her hurt parts, He brings attention. ~~ She loves being lovedContinue reading “He loves her”
Jeep Sensuality
when it’s raining: there is something surreal about having it rain in your vehicle. topless, doors off, water dripping down from the sunshade cloud. water dripping off the brim of your hat, thighs wet, yet warm. the sound of water splashing as the tires spread the rainwater on the pavement. drain holes opened, carpet completelyContinue reading “Jeep Sensuality”
Racing: Off the line
The diesel engine revs as he pushes closer to the line. She sits excitedly, waiting for the flag to drop. Red to green, go! NASCAR-style shifting for her while his transmission does the work. Faster off the line and at 1/4 mile. Hooray! Maybe next time he’d win, had he known we were racing. ~~~Continue reading “Racing: Off the line”
She wants it
She can smell it. She can almost taste the salt in the breeze. It’s so close. She wants it. It’s just out of reach. Salty tears sting her eyes. She sits, patiently. She waits for another day. The freedom of the roadless sand will be hers one day. Just not today, my dearest Jeep. Namaste.Continue reading “She wants it”
Shifting: Out of Focus
Neutral. Coasting. Sleeping. Dreaming. First alarm. Stop. Second alarm. Snooze. Then times two. Time check: 6:42 Feet hit ground. Time to start running. Inhale. Clutch, 1st gear, gas, go. Bathroom. Shower. Teeth. Time check: 7:02. Dress, scurry. Hurry. Rush the process. Push. Exhale. Clutch, 2nd gear, gas, go. Breakfast. “Kids, get your clothes on.” TimesContinue reading “Shifting: Out of Focus”
