Rider ..

From the shadows of the dark, 
He emerged riding a storm... 

He was in love with the Asphalt, 
Never together yet never apart...

Riding his ride like a hawk, 
he conquered the wind and my heart... 

He always celebrated broken bones and bloody knuckles, 
His scares and elbow patches always told me stories of his adventures of unseen lands... 
The sound of motor,
The wizz of wheels has now become part of my heartbeats like his...

Rider galloped in to unknown glory, with unknown destinations to conquer..





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