Knuckles clench over stitched hard leather.
by Sydney Daniels
Hand caresses the hard leather ball.
Eyes focused on the road ahead.
Ankles roll from pedal to pedal.
Feet itch to put them to the floor.
Ears tuned to the purr from under the hood.
Heart heightening the tension.
Blood pulsing under the skin.
Lips smirking at the competition.
It is on.