Partners in crime 'til the end,
With followers from every state,
The nights glare guided the way,
Leading up to their fate!
The headlights of the car flashed,
The engine roared to race,
Paintwork shined with expense,
Four wheels spun to pickup the pace,
Alongside the motor shone a light,
And partnered paintwork had been done,
The front wheel lifted as the back burned,
Both vehicles ready to ride the run.
The riders' minds and bodies were pumping,
And adored every second of it,
But one problem remained,
What if one were to be hit?
To die with your love is better,
Than to live without,
The hasten burns in their life,
They are soul riders, no doubt!
I had a freind like this long ago. He is now serving in the us military. I hope that all is well and safe for him always
darr