Restless friend

Tous droits réservés On the open highway, Riding west along the river’s bend. Sun sinking low behind the water, I felt a pull I didn’t want to end. Engine humming like a restless friend. I could ride to the end of time, Chasing the sun on an open line. Freedom grows when the wheels align, And the world falls back behind. On this road I feel alive, Moving forward just to stay in mind. Maybe I was born to ride, Never stopping, never turning back this time. Asphalt glowing in the golden hour, Throttle rising with my heartbeat’s pace. Every curve a doorway to somewhere, Every mile a whisper to escape. Engine humming like a restless friend. Sometimes I dream of drifting farther, Place to place with no return. A life drawn only by the horizon, Living only by the road I earn.