Boy's a Heart Attack
S.E.Linn
On a golden Eagle
With deep heart scars.
Still after ten years,
I don’t know who you are.
Burnin’ down the miles,
Hair straight back.
And Hell bent for leather,
Boy’s a heart attack.
Dimples and patches,
Leather and chrome,
Calling me, “Baby”
Like I’m finally home.
Well I know one thing
One thing here’s true.
The worst thing for me
Would be being with you.
The man’s trouble walking,
My blood’s like a drum,
Knees started knockin’,
Lord knows he’d be fun.
Your a heart-stopper, sure,
But I know just what to say,
To make that Harley
drive away.
Coming in hot,
You want me to use.
C’mon now honey,
None of it’s news.
I want you, he said
Oh, but trust me it’s donned,
That man’s lookin’ like
A trauma bond.
Dimples and patches,
Leather and chrome,
Callin’ me baby
Like I’m finally home
You want the fireworks,
I need the sky.
I need to stay grounded,
But you need to ride.
Coming in hot
With your hair straight back,
Opened my heart,
With a hairline crack
Actions don't lie,
He'll just make me cry.
And I hate watching that boy get gone,
But I’m not trading love for a trauma bond.
About the Creator
S.E.Linn
S. E. Linn is an award-winning, Canadian author whose works span creative fiction, non fiction, travel guides, children's literature, adult colouring books, and cookbooks...each infused with humor, heart, and real-world wisdom.
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