Sister Biker! Sister Biker, come ride with me.
She doesn't even look as she passes me by.
Sister Biker, Hey! Sister Biker.
I throttle up to catch her, but she disappears over the next hill. When I see her next she is taking on fuel, so I pull in to top off myself.
Sister Biker, I mean you no harm. She gently takes my hand and places it on my heart. You are as the road we travel, wild and free. As the eagle soars the winds in search of prey, we ride the roads in search of freedom. She turns away, then turns back and gently kisses me on the cheek.
Sister Biker, wait Sister Biker.
I see your pain. Pain from a Man who says it's Love. The searing punch to the face, the stinging words just before, the piercing looks just after.
Sister Biker you are Love, You are Home, You are Freedom. I give you respect to take where ever you may roam. I reach to take her hand but she is gone.
Sister Biker, ride Free until we meet again.....
I ride on......