Peddling through my mind

The cyclist has something about her. 

Damn, I can't quite put my finger on it.

But whatever it is - she has it for days.

Riding that bike.

Peddling through my mind.

Footwear on point.

What's the point in being so down.

The hipster cycles through my concreted town.

Cute leather jacket, she never wears a frown.

Looking all chic and pretty

What's your name little miss.

You from the city...

I daydream that one day you could be my girl.

I just purchased a fixie - maybe we could go for a whirl.



Demola, TCC