Steve McQueen
Fueled by the freedom of the open road
racing away from routine’s grasp
leaning tightly into curves
wind whip’n long hair
the knees tucked
head bent low
motorcycle
rockets
loving youthful revolution
living in the moment
not counting time
not worrying
just being
free
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rob kistner © 2023
Poetry at: dVerse
The 4 motorcycles I have owned & the 1 Moped.
