running through your gears

thinking about your fingers
thinking about your nose
thinking about your ears
sucking on your toes,
thinking about running
through all of your gears
watching objects disappear
in your rear view mirrors,

First Gear for torque
great for climbing hills
Second Gear ready
expecting future thrills
Third Gear gets going
pressed against the seat
Forth Gear really
turns up the heat,
Fifth Gear screaming
red line approaching
you’ve been here before
and need no coaching,

tires screech and rumble
as we speed through the curves
hanging on tight
the sway bars swerve,
past Lover’s Leap
phone poles blurring past
danger up ahead
can ecstasy last?

we crest the airy summit
I gasp for relief
foot hard on the gas
like a runaway thief,
you smile a smile my way
say 'hasta la vista, baby'
will we live through the night
you grin and say ‘maybe’ …