Engine roaring beneath my fingers
Her soft purr fills the air
The scent of leather coating my lungs
An ease in my shoulders to hear her live
Time to fly
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Heart & Soul Poetry
PoetryJust some random poetry from the depths of my mind. Read if you want. I will say there might be some triggers, so be cautious.
April 4, 2020
Engine roaring beneath my fingers
Her soft purr fills the air
The scent of leather coating my lungs
An ease in my shoulders to hear her live
Time to fly
