Pouem About Selling Motorbike

In the hush before summer unfolds,
I taste again the throttle’s quick reply,
that velvet growl rising like thunder under leather,
the wild pulse of power surging through veins of steel and bone.
Have I let it slip away forever? Freedom once lived in the night’s deep silence,
in fields that blurred past like forgotten dreams,
in crane nests balanced on fence-post thrones,
in one stolen breath of sun-warmed hay and pine. A fragment of youth returns unbidden—
those summers when the road belonged to me alone,
when every curve whispered: you are alive,
you are endless. Now the garage stands quiet.
The keys are gone.
Was it wrong to let her go? Or does the heart sometimes need to sell its wildest horse
so it can learn—late, aching, beneath new stars—
that the longing itself
is the truest ride that never ends?

No mention of a chick with big *** sitting behind you on the bike.

2/10

Congrats, you're now the second person I've blocked on this site. I hope you feel proud

Should I care?

Hahaa was only 1 way trip my bike was mostly for driver but oh boy I know she will be missed. ant thx for reasonable comment this forum is very hostile.

When I was a hot chick with big *** I had my own damn bikes and sat in the front.

But far from the first to block him.

Radial doesn't I don't know why you should.

Talk is cheap.

We want evidences.

/flashes Panta.

I am an old lady now but I never did get boob reduction surgery.

Allready missing my bike but bought EV car Volvo specs 3,6 sec 0>>100 that made my face smile <3

I miss my Enfield.