Fall in love with her at first sight, <br />the color, flaming red so bright, <br />red as a ripen apple, the blinding light <br />of the summer sun. <br /> <br />She sat there with all her splendor, <br />the sexiest thing for a vendor <br />to own; displaying all her galore, <br />one could only sigh profoundly. <br /> <br />Opened her, went inside her sanctum but nicely, <br />cockpit I sat in like an egret, proud but gently, <br />held her like a falcon’s claw, so tightly, <br />she is forever my darling. <br /> <br />Touched her ebony leathery board softly. <br />ran my fingers on her smoothly, <br />and focused my sight slightly, <br />at her dials as if an eagle’s eye. <br /> <br />Reached for her switch, inserted the dagger, <br />she screamed as if a strumpet, gold digger, <br />the red beast kicked with anger, <br />roared as if a lioness in the early dawn. <br /> <br />I stepped on her before I ask her name, <br />hot as a cooked potato, she played her game, <br />as always she had me blame, <br />for her 415 hp engine, $175K worth. <br /> <br />Equipped with 3.6 liter,6 speed manual transmission, <br />in finale she gave her name and mission, <br />improved aerodynamics, she belongs to her class division, <br />911 Porsche GT3,5 star rated. <br /> <br />We go along hand in hand with fond, <br />an expensive prosti rode in silence we bond, <br />and together we honed, <br />the skills we need in the Daytona race.<br /><br />Noel Horlanda<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-red-beast/
