Reflections ....
He looks longingly past the window ...
his fantasy glittering on 4 wheels ...
... She is indeed a ravishing beauty ...
her body messmerizingly stunning steel
If only he would possess her ..
he would be the pride of the masses
a lifetime on the road with her ...
he would reject all heavenly passes
His thoughts serenading him such ..
he notices something else ...
Reflected upon the same window ..
he sees an ordinary man ...
No prince was he,
his cycle revealing his state...
A tattered bag on his shoulder ..
he reflects on his damned fate
A life with her seems impossible ....
as he returns to pedal his cycle ...
a final look at the beauty for now...
some other day ..some other day
just not today ... not today ...
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