Loss of a Loved One by Big Black

This is a piece of literature written about the loss of something very close to me. R.I.P. December 2005- May 7, 2011.

Many years ago, through my eyes’ lens,

Comes a story of love and here it begins.

I noticed her beauty upon first glance,

Quickly my heart was lost in a trance.

Her shape was quaint, her rack was beaming,

Oh my eyes, how they must have been gleaming.

I took her out to see how she felt,

The love she gave only made my heart melt.

I would ride her hard, I would ride her long,

She kept me going, while making me strong.

One morning I arose with a feeling most unpleasant,

I went to go see her, but she appeared not to be present.

I began my search, from far to near,

Soon it was clear she was not here.

I found in the end she was victim of abduction,

It made sense, she would always give into seduction.

Every morning now upon my wake,

There is a pain in my heart, for goodness sake.

Unrightfully taken, she is no longer,

I turn to my writing, for my mood is somber.

This story is for the one I will always like,

My true love, not a woman but my bike.

                                    -Ryan Haymaker