Her bike went uphill
When she disappeared,
I knew what mother
Would say
But this wasn’t
A simple play,
It was a beginning
of a love affair,
So, I entered the unknown.
I was nine, on my cycle
I rode all day,
My horn made a merry sound
And I flaunted it.
But this was no time
For horns and disk brakes,
The wheels and pedals
Helped me displace
And change position.
I searched for her
Wherever my eyes could see,
Slope guided me and
I hoped she was near.
Sun was beginning to set
My limbs were tired
And I needed her,
I was desperate.
Then, the brakes failed me
(I thought) and I tried,
But the bike led me downhill
And I collapsed.
Blood poured off
The empty space,
My teeth shattered and
I groaned for the pain
Was too much to bear.
Until out of nowhere
She appeared
With her anxious feet.
I stood up and
Wiped my face,
She asked me
If I was okay,
She was pretty
She had a golden face.
She kept inquiring
If I was alright,
If my home was that way
I didn’t want it to end.
I walked beside her
With my broken brakes,
She carried my cycle,
And her hair waved
As she brought me back
From the unknown.