Ride Like The Wind

Ride Like The Wind

breath deep
 look at the sky
 can you see the images passing you by
 we are living on the edge
 its going to my head
 sitting up at night
 all alone in bed
 following the rainbow to the sky
 I see a vision of you pass me by

 breath deep & let it out again
 won't you help me my faithful friend
 ride like the wind
 through the breeze
 going to knock you to you knees
 when I was young making love was for fun
 now I'm older now
 no use when your hand is on the plow

 shouts of joy maybe some laughing gas
 no one in this life gets by on any free pass
 it used to mean something to fall in love
 now today those thoughts get swept under the rug
 I think I need a big hug
 break it down one last time
 do you remember when you were broke
 down to your last thin dime
 today I'm just doing time
 locked inside no where to hide
 going to ride like the wind and just glide

 memories are made with lovers to appease
 strength in the numbers is your noble deed
 go tell it to a tomb stone when you all alone
 like a dog without its bone
 a plate of fish is my favorite dish
 sorry that I missed
 the purple passion in the smile of your eyes
 does this waiting quest come at a big surprise

 say loddie doddie we like to party
 my girlfriend left me for glossed over ivy
 eye candy get me a sip of your Brandy
 nothing fancy got this party in a fix
 sorry that I missed
 see ya on the flip side cheese
 gonna knock boots and socks down to your knees
 start spreading the disease going live as you please
 these are desolate times
 yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes
 let's look above to the heavenly love
 soon all this will be kicked underneath the rug.
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Submitted by hitalot on June 22, 2017

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Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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