Momentary

You can always tell when the weather starts changing.

It always sounds the same.

Cars go faster.

I can hear them racing for miles

blood gets to boiling.

I love these little breaks.  soon it will be cold again.

Snow will cover the roads.

People will drive slower.

Somehow, the noise becomes muted.

But for tonight, Heart’s are racing

and there’s desire burning and chasing them through the streets.

Passions are roaring and shifting gears

hellbent on living.

 

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Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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