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Introduction:
I am searching for an open minded and adventurous woman with a wild heart, and a loyal soul, to share lifes grand adventures with. I like sailing , camping, skiing, beaches, massages (giving and receiving),sex, writing poetry, and RIDING MY HARLEY. Anything spontaneous and fun excites me, and I love the outdoors, whether it be walking the beach or in the woods. Skiing down a mountain trail or hiking one. Nature is beautiful, spontaneous and sometimes unpredictable and I am attracted to people with similar qualities. I really love to travel and experience new things, however, sometimes I just like to spend some quiet time at home snuggled up on the couch with someone special. Other times it's fun to go out and raise some hell. I am looking for a person that can be my friend as well as my lover. To me you can not have one without the other. I am very affectionate, compassionate, caring, empathetic, understanding, honest and trustworthy. I expect my partner to have similar qualities and I want a partner who knows what reciprocation means.
I am a Libra true to almost all accounts of the traits that any horoscope will tell you that Libras have. I need balance, stability, and harmony in my life, and I will go out of my way to find it, and most importantly to maintain it. If you want to know more about me just ask, you will always get an honest answer but be careful of what you ask because I will be honest even if I believe that you will not like what you hear. MY Personal Quote: Try anything once, Twice if you like it....the third time you're hooked. OR If it feels good...do it.... A LOT ! ! ! Take a chance and drop me a line, I WILL NOT DISAPPOINT YOU. |
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Biker's Prayer by Tony Peluso:
May the Angels of my brothers and sisters who have gone before me guard my travels, for they know the perils of the road ahead of me.
Keep me safe through the rough city streets on my way to the land of swirling turns and rolling hills.
Let the turning colors of fall keep me warm. Let the Eagle guide me to the mountain tops. Let the moons light guide me through the night.
May my tires not fail me, nor my engine grow old, may my bike draw life from the streams I pass.
Keep my seat soft and my mind sharp. Let the air of spring breathe life into my soul,to journey into another adventure along side my brothers and sisters.
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This next poem is actually a song written by Bill Ferrell you can check out this song and more of Bill's music on his website : www.bikersprayer.com
Biker's Prayer:
60 miles an hour with the wind in my face
hands up on the grips and my feet up on the pegs
going down the road for a ride somewhere
before I get too far, I say a biker's prayer
won't you watch over me while i'm riding today
send me down an angel to keep me steady on my way
cause you know that i'm not perfect
i'm in need of some salvation
in the meantime let me ride in peace
through this beautiful creation
my women sits behind me, high up in her queen's chair
one arm around my waist, one hand going through my hair
the peaceful countryside is filling up our senses
and the rhythm of the ride it makes my soul break through the fences
For me it's not about the chrome, the leather, or the steel
It's all about connection to something beautiful and real
when you're balanced on two wheels ridin gentle sounds of thunder
rollin past the fields in this spell that i'm under
won't you watch
casue i've gone down so many roads where I never should have gone
aned i've done so many things that I never should have done
but every mile that i've ridden. i'd ride'em all again
cause I live to ride and ride to live at peace with what I am
WRITTEN BY BILL FERRELL 2005 - 2006 bikersprayer@gmail.com
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When the last Biker falls
Author Unknown
The old ones stand out now, their numbers dwindling down. They are a sad loss to the American scene, these individualists with the worn down clothes and faces.
You can still see them sometimes, the real ones. Some in packs, not as large as a while ago. Sometimes alone. The ones alone are best. One who's been there a long time, staying in the life he loves, never giving into a system that sucks you up like a vortex if you slip just one foot into it. He's got his connections, a few just like him, that care for and protect each other. Hanging onto the only unique lifestyle left. Like old dinosaurs, their faces are leathered and rough by forty, but their eyes still sharp and knowing. Some are gray in the beards and braids, some are limp in the step and some with pain in their kidneys.
Still they know no other life is life, but merely a dreary journey into everyone else's monotony. He looks at the new ones, then turns away, knowing they will never know of life on the road and the women who can take it. Wild, loving women who will hang in with them, because they love it too. A woman with a wild heart and a loyal soul, that's what's needed here. The new ones are young and shiny and a bit too clean. They are born into a system that has an iron grip now. The new ones will never know and couldn't take the life.
I think it's a mystique, even to the old ones, why this life is theirs, but it is, and it's the only one. When the last Biker falls, like the dinosaur, the sun will go down on a breed of heart-of-gold, tough-as-nails, free spirited men, who even at their worst, love what's theirs and protect it.
In a world wide system that is making all people as alike as manufactured dolls, the earth will be a duller place.....
When the last Biker falls.......
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Biker Wisdom
Midnight Bugs taste Best
Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they CAN hold everything you need.
NEVER argue with a woman holding a torque wrench
Never try to race an old Geezer, he may have one more gear than you.
Home is where your Harley sits still long enough to leave a few drops of oil on the ground.
You'll get farther down the road if you learn to use more than two fingers on the front brake.
Routine maintenance should never be neglected
It takes more love to share the saddle than it does to share the bed.
The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rearview mirror.
Never be afraid to slow down.
Only Bikers understand why dogs love to stick their heads out car windows.
Harley's don't leak oil; they mark their territory.
Never ask a biker for directions if you're in a hurry to get there.
Don't ride so late into the night that you sleep through the sunrise.
Pie and Coffee are as important as gasoline.
Sometimes it takes a whole tankful of gas before you can think straight.
If you want to get a job, you may have to compromise your principals. You may even have to shave.
Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.
Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town.
Never mistake Horsepower for staying power.
A good rider has balance, judgment, and good timing. So does a good lover.
A cold hamburger can be reheated quite nicely by placing it in the crotch between the two cylinders.
Never do less then Forty miles before breakfast.
If you don't ride in the rain-you don't ride.
A Harley on the road is worth 2 in the shop.
Respect the person who has seen the Dark side of motorcycling and lived.
Young riders pick a destination and go... Old riders pick a direction and go.
A good wrench will let you watch without charging you for it.
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night.
Always back your scoot into the curb-and sit where you can see it.
Work to ride-Ride to work.
Whatever it is, it's better in the wind.
Two lane blacktop isn't a highway-it's a mindset.
When you look down the road, it seems to never end-but you better believe it does.
A biker can smell a party 2500 miles away.
Winter is Natures way of telling you to polish.
A Harley can't sing on city streets.
Keep your bikes in good repair: riding boots are NOT comfortable for walking.
People are like Harleys, each is customized a bit differently.
If the bike ain't braking properly, you don't start by rebuilding the engine.
Remember to pay as much attention to your partner as you do your carburetor.
Sometimes the best communication happens when you're on separate bikes.
Well-trained reflexes are quicker than luck.
Good coffee should be indistinguishable from 60 weight motor oil.
The best alarm clock is sunshine on Chrome.
Learn to do counterintuitive things that may someday save your butt.
The twisties- not the superslabs- separate the bikers from the squids.
When you're riding lead--don't spit.
If you really want to know what's going on, watch what's happening at least 5 cars ahead.
Don't make a reputation you'll have to live down or run away from later.
If the person in the next lane at the stoplight rolls up the window and locks the door, support their view of life by snarling at them.
A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2am to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down.
If she changes her oil more than she changes her mind--follow her.
If you want to get somewhere before sundown, you can't stop at every tavern.
There's something ugly about a NEW Harley on a trailer.
Don't lead the pack if you don't know where you're goin'.
Sleep with one arm thru the spokes and keep your pants on.
Practice wrenching on your own bike.
Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't.
Beware the biker who says the bike never breaks down.
Some bikes run on 99-octane ego.
Owning 2 bikes is useful because at least one can be raided for parts at any given time.
You'll know she loves you if she offers to let you ride her bike. Don't do it and she'll love you even more.
Don't argue with an 18-wheeler.
Never be ashamed to unlearn an old habit.
Maintenance is as much art as it is science.
A good long ride can clear your mind, restore your faith, and use up a lot of gasoline.
If the countryside seems boring, stop, get off your bike, and go sit in the ditch long enough to appreciate what was here before the asphalt came.
If you can't get it goin' with bungee cords and electricians tape-it's serious.
If you ride like there's no tomorrow-there won't be.
Bikes parked out front mean good chicken-fried steak inside.
If you want to complain about the pace being set by the road captain, you better be prepared to lead the group yourself.
Gray-haired bikers don't get that way from pure luck.
There are drunken bikers. There are old bikers. There are NO old, drunken bikers.
Thin leather looks good in the bar, but it won't save you from "road rash" if you go down.
The best modifications cannot be seen from the outside.
Always replace the cheapest parts first.
You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze.
No matter what marquee you ride, it's all the same wind.
It takes both pistons and cylinders to make a bike run. One is not more important than the other.
Patience is the ability to keep your motor idling when you feel like stripping yourgears.
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For all who Know Motorcycle Riders and for everyone else that sees' us on the roads.....
I SAW YOU BUT YOU DIDN'T SEE ME...
I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.But,you didn't see me put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant. But you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.But you didn't see me driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But you didn't see me when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you stare at my long hair.But you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you look in fright at my tattoos.
But you didn't see me cry as my children where born and have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.But you didn't see me going home to be with my family.
I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.But you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you yelling at your kids in the car.
But you didn't see me pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.But you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you race down the road in the rain.
But you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.But you didn't see me trying to turn right.
I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.But you didn't see me leave the road.
I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
I saw you go home to your family.
But you didn't see me.
Because I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
But you didn't see me.
Repost this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community, and also show some road respect and courtesy. WE are all around and often times unseen, our pipes are loud because we know most people dont see us or think about us... at least we will be heard. Often times it's being heard and not seen that saves our lives. Please show us some respect. Dont cut us off, always use your turn signals, and do not tailgate us and follow too closely because cars and trucks push the air around them and make drafts and wind that you can not see, but we on bikes can feel it, and it can be very dangerous and even lethal to us. Also, please dont think that just because we are smaller than a car that we have more control and can stop or turn faster than one, because we cant, infact our safe stopping distance, and turning manuverability is greater than that of your car or suv traveling at the same rate of speed, so please keep this in mind the next time you see us on the road.
If you don't repost this, it sucks to be you. I hope you never loose someone that rides.
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To my baby, my true love I do declare.
Your curves so beautiful to look at, so smooth to the touch.
I cant keep my hands off of you, I love you sooo much!!
I can hardly control myself when I"m around you!! My blood boils, my adrennaline flows. My whole body tingles from my head, to my toes.
I love it so much when you let me take control, even though I can sometimes push you to the edge, I know you will always remind me of your limits, and mine.
Rain or shine my day is always brighter when we are together.
I cant immagine my life without you in it. We've come close to the edge, and together we've seen our good days and our bad. We have been bruised and beaten, but WE ARE ONE, and we are strong, and we will always persevere!!
Let nothing stand in our way!!
We communicate without speaking but we are certainly heard. Heads turn when we are around, some look with envy and some with disdain, but we travel on together, and barley notice them as we pass.
Some choose to join us, and we welcome them openly, because the things we share with each other can be quite exhilarating when also shared with others. Not to mention the parties, the poker runs, pig roasts, and other fun. What more could we ask for??
When I wrap my legs around you my body quivers as I move to your rythm, and ride you like a stallion. You make me feel like a man and I'll always want more!!
SO TAKE ME Ms. Harley Davidson and give me another ride to remember. A new day has come. The sun hangs high in the sky casting our shadow, which is so patiently waiting to follow our every move. The season is here and we've got many miles ahead of us and I cant think of anyone that I would rather share the journey with!!!
Copyright 3/30/2007 By: Kenneth Blanchette
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