Thoughts and tales from the saddle - on my own in Europe.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Six Years

I dream of Cáceres on a warm summer night
The glint as the sea catches sunlight

I want to be in Agay, Rapallo or Digne
Not to recreate but to feel it again

Feel the warmth on my skin, take in the blue of the sky
The fear in my heart and the light in my eyes

Hot tarmac and sun, riding alone all day long
Looking for something that will bring me a song

I want it all back and I can’t find a way
To dispel this wanderlust that keeps eating away

Something will happen, one day, maybe soon
And then this ‘once in a lifetime’ will become one of two