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Connoisseur of Air


Harmonious_Echos

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Connoisseur of Air

I ride

In the dark cool of morning,

When lone pairs of headlights

Stab the sweet virgin air

Filling my nose, my face, as I pedal

When the clock’s hand hits five,

I ride

In the thick heat of afternoon,

Summer sun splashing, dripping

Like riding through a warm oil painting

Resisting its charms, I push deep

Fly through the heavy, scent-sodden air

I ride

In the tired arms of the evening,

The trees whisper of comfort

As the heat fades away,

The road’s dusty tang blusters, beckons,

But I take my time, loving each breath

As I ride.

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