Friday Flash Fiction 55

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….And All the While I’m Thinking:

Pedals

turn, turn,

while

muscles

burn, burn.

Wheels

pace, pace,

while

hearts

race, race.

Lungs

moan, moan,

while

pistoning

bones, bones.

Smiles

quirk, quirk,

while

lips

thirst, thirst.

Hands

ache, ache,

while

vistas

satiate, satiate.

Words

Pant, pant,

while

thoughts

rant, rant.

Eyes

meet, meet,

while

bodies

fleet, fleet.

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This is a poem in 55 exactly 55 words, a challenge from G-Man .  If you want to meet the challenge, post a short story or poem, and let G-Man know HERE !