The Ride..

written for a rainy day.
6/95 NileDvine CybeREal

As the rain beats down outside, I think of you,
Dripping of Sweet Passion, 
Riding Me like the Roller Coaster of Love

 You have an all day Ticket and there is no line,
Just You and I..Riding into the Blackspace of Ecstacy;
The Smell of the Pherenomes entrances our
obliviousness to the roar of the Screams of Thrills,
from the unpredictable element of Desire...

 We are caught up in the Moment, however long it lasts..
However it may bend and loop, it is the ride that we wait for,
Time and Time Again..Always hoping for the Thrill,
but dreading the end..knowing we will again seek to ride.

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