Diary Of Feelings

Heaven On Earth

Once you taste it, touch it, breathe it.. You can never be the same..  The danger, vulnerability , trust, power, speed, wind, darkness... You can't stop.

Since the moment I sat on his bike I knew I will be so high above the sky that I will shake and tremble.. I needed a few conversations and rides with him to start trusting him completely..

And then the moment came.. I put my hands around his waist and onto the gas tank.. I felt the warmth of it, I felt his breathing, every inch he moves..

Soon he turned it on and I could feel the engine vibrating beneath us, the wild purring of the beast.. The tires started spinning and moving..

I thought it will be just another ride with him.. I was wrong, cause he had bigger plans for that ride.. To loosen me up, make me feel alive, make me trust him.. follow him no matter the consequences.. And I did

Every move he made I followed, I trusted him, trusted he won't hurt me, trusted I meant something to him at that moment..

The way our bodies blended with the machine was just too strange for me yet so perfect... I felt adrenaline rush into my blood stream every time he drove faster..

Soon his plan to loosen me started as he started playing with his bike.. He danced with it down the empty street and I felt insane and free.. I finaly felt like myself, like I'm being me..

And he understood me somehow.. He understood my need for more freedom and his dance was becoming crazier.. And I loved it..

As he started going faster and wilder I heard myself scream.. I screamed out of pure pleasure and satisfaction.. But I guess it reminded him he wasn't driving alone so he slowed down and took me home.

I felt so much pleasure and respect and adrenalin uncontrolably running through my blood.. I wanted to hug him and shake him and tell him what he did to me.. But I didn't..and I never will.. If he didn't feel my hands shaking, my voice screaming, my trust as I swayed with him down the streets of an empty town..there's nothing to tell..

But I'll never forget that ride, not a single turn, move, breath.. Because he reminded me why I wanted a motorcycle in the first place..