Bicycle Ride
by Pat Mullan
I sat on the cold handlebars
my thighs bone-tight to the metal
as you pushed me
Your breath spluttered
hot on my neck
like the engine in
your old Morris Minor
Up and up that brae
you pushed till you seemed
to stand still on the pedals
almost waiting to fall
Hailstones beat down
on my bare legs
till they were scourged red
but I don’t remember the pain
I only remember your strength
and your closeness.
We were never like that again.
End of the poem
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