Highway Rose: a Bud bloom

Highway Rose: a Bud bloom
(part one)

On the shores of an asphalt river
long legs in stalkings, spider webbed
black leather boots laced and alluring
halter top with her thumb in the wind.

A desert highway boils on the horizon
Her charming smile a camouflaged gun
brake lights come like a hot wind blows
for a hitch-hiker called, Highway Rose.

"Where to?" Asked Bud, with a wicked grin
the passenger door shut as Rose crawled in
"Take me to your pleasure den!" she smiled
the vehicle began to race, mile after mile.

In a fake leather slide she prowled closer
The engine pistons' stroked over and over
His legs opened wider to an inviting hand
as Highway Rose fondled her final plan.

Suggestions whispered a playful game
lust boiled in the front seat, unrestrained
Brake lights glowed to an off-beat road
clothes fell like pedals from Highway Rose.

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Highway Rose: a Bud bloom (part one)
Highway Rose: a Rose's thorn (part two)
Highway Rose: call of the wild (part three)
Highway Rose: the broken thorn (part four)