Isn't it sweet?
To feel the gush of cool winds past your ears
And resist the resistance they offer
To feel like the streets lift you high
While you cut swiftly through the traffic
But your mind plunges into wonderful fantasies
No, no one can stop you
No one can break the flow of your imagination,
As you pick speed and slow down
On sliding slopes and through bustling crowds
A trivial adventure in the monotonous life
Adds some colours and emotions and makes it vivid.
Is it just me to whom it appeals so much?
Is it just me for whom cycling is a pleasure?
