Me, wander into my neighborhood world Bike riding and flying through the area like a bird Quick through the cool wind flight Pursuing down mists in in·fil·trat·ing light Whispers to the breeze I feel the twinkle of the sun and the trees The sky is blue with refreshing air I feel the zephyr blowing through my hair Wind on the streets, I surrender all Pedal faster than my heartbeat could haul For the excite, the wind welcomes me tenderly I fly all over slopes cleverly Wheels turning on the pivot I embrace its touch every minute My knuckles have swung to white From grasping the handlebars so tight © daniel miltz