My Leather Jacket

Form: Cornish Sonnet

I first saw it upon a market rail
A sheen of black entranced upon my eye
The flirting price tag, whispered ‘I’m for sale’
My fingers trailed across a shiny stud
To caress skin as I felt my lips sigh
A biker’s lust arose within my blood.
An engine roared with nature’s thunder strike
To speed as one toward the midnight hour
I saw my jacket embraced with my bike
Upon the journey to freedom’s highway
The glory of comrades united in pow’r
And I handed over the notes to pay.
A biker’s lust arose within my blood.
An engine roared with nature’s thunder strike.

©JGFarmer2016

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