Wings of anticipation Begin to unfold With the turn of the wheel Such sweet spontaneity. Wave goodbye to the daily grind Concrete jungle and sickening grime Ribbons of black bow before me As the sun rises along highway one. Golden strands streaming out my bandana Relaxation sets and the tunes consume me Lane to lane ; song to song Time runs together and worry falls behind. Abandoned eyesores give way to farmlands Steel dragons slide past me Together we blow smoke Then leave me alone to zone once again. Gracefully I ascend into fog lands Furtive as surly trunks attack from all sides Occasionally red and white faeries tease me with their twinkles I shiver at the mountains crisp caress upon my skin. Musky haze lightens to a majestic purple Redwoods welcome me into their regal courts Showering golden rays down upon me Father Sun exploded capturing me in a state of rapture.
Very fun, I tripped with you and loved the whole road. 'Gracefully I ascend into fog lands' This is my favorite line. Classy, you could be nothing but graceful. As far as constructive criticism... you didn't pass me any of that smoke.
