All Comments on 'Lucky Wheels'

I remember leaning hard into that one, just before the tire grip gave out

The day those words don't completely and utterly make me tremble with sensation, need and desire is the day that I am dead. Fan-fucking-tastic, Liar! Now climb aboard and let me take you for a ride.

~lucky

You captured everything perfectly. Genius.

Liar, that poem makes me want to straddle something hot and take it to the edge and beyond!

Nice work...

Create tribute to a hot woman as well!

*Honey

Love the woman and love her motorcycles, addicted to her words and now yours too.

That was a lovely write for my 'bestest motorcycle gal'. :)