GIP

[krisomniac]

No one prompted me with any excuse to use my new favourite icon, so here goes. I'll pair it with an excerpt from my piece for sirius_loving

For my Rider
by A. Bike

Wrap your leathered legs around me.
Wink and arch your brow.
I'll purr for you forever, babe.
Both when you made me shine
And now

ETA: There's a typo to analyse: I think I was trying to write sexcuse rather than excuse... "sexcuse me, sir, but could you tell me what time it is?"

Comments

[amberlynne.livejournal.com]

Well, now I know what it's like to wish I was a bike.

[krisomniac.livejournal.com]

tell me about it. I'm pretending as I write...

[ignipes.livejournal.com]

Hehehe. Motorcycle poetry.

That bike is sex. Mmmmm.

[krisomniac.livejournal.com]

Mmm. Yes. Motorcycles make the best fictitious and melodramatic poets. Lord. I can't wait to be done with this dog so I can get back to writing it.

[lacylu42.livejournal.com]

Okay... I totally thought you were kidding about the poetry.

[krisomniac.livejournal.com]

Dude, totally serious (no pun intended) about Cuthbert McFickle as well...