Chapter 1 – When

When Friday ends

I want to be on the road

Near him

Whoever planned a masterpiece?

Leather clad

I want to ride.

From behind his shoulders

You can’t imagine

All the sights

These eyes would see

If only

He would come

And take me.

And come away

Do not deceive me

I would but happily

Were I certain you would

Lead me

Not astray.

Make my day