My time

My time

the stars shine bright in the night sky, the moon light reflects its glow on the hills and gently shines her light on the two lane blacktop. the silence broken by the thundering symphony of the V8. its song dancing through the hills and bouncing off the walls, traveling far ahead of this machinery i pilot. my hands grip the wheel and go back and forth running through the gears. brake, throttle, turn, shift. again and again as the car travels through the turns. the g-forces throwing me side to side. the tires constantly fighting for traction. a repetitive motion and constant rush driving on the limit. its euphoric and orgasmic. i know my actions and my motions yet its like im in a dream. its true bliss. and as i pull over toward the top and look down on the city lights below with the moon light glowing off the hills, i feel peace. true unadulterated peace. im alone on this hill yet im not, im just a passerby at this moment in time. there are many like me in the city below but we all do our thing when its right for us. and right now on this hill my bow tie purrs with passion and i feel utterly calm, almost in a trance of pleasure and peace. right now this is my time, this is me. for in this moment in time im free.....

By Matthew Branton