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Click hereRiding Concord
back in ‘81
chasing some fantasy
chasing the sun,
LHR to JFK
twice the speed of sound
look out the tiny window
feel my heart pound,
You’re sitting next to me
in your silk and lace
I see your shadow
silhouette of your face,
Last night in London
painted the town
still slightly drunk
New York bound,
A hand on your knee
warm to the touch
steak or lobster?
order both for lunch,
Wearing no make-up
hair falling free
remember you naked
on top, then under me,
Making love in Kensington
soon the East Side
I’m aroused thinking
of our coming ride,
Of the way you feel
movements that you make
even those orgasms
you admit are sometime fake,
A hundred other people
on this Mach two ride
businessmen and couples
with something to hide,
Secret plans and rendezvous
sexual proclivity
scrambled in my brain
what others don’t see,
Move my hand slightly
to your inner thigh
a sip of my wine
close my eyes and try,
Remember every moment
every morsel of delight
waiting, not so patiently
for the coming night,