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ignition starts my key turns, a heart. upright reclining seats resonant radio, beats. motor idle whirs fluids warmed, swirl. we ride as one a moonlit, sun. maneuvering swift curves our bodies gently, swerve. we never tire our palms wet, perspire.

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        We lean this way And that         as counterweights                                      aligned guiding our paths           along.         aside                           Hands holding on                                    

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