Highway Rose: a Rose's thorn
by LateNiteFantasyil©
Highway Rose: a rose's thorn (part two)
Heated passion simmer under an afternoon sun
long legs out a car door hustled in shear fun
on a desert road a whithered flower stood
Highway Rose now bent over this car's hood.
Grasping wind-blown hair with grit teeth
Bud's hunger grew, savoring a sexual feast
driving lust in the desert with sweaty palms
Highway Rose mumbling a fake orgasm song.
Bud backed away zipping up his zipper
"How was that?" Came a seductive whisper.
Rose fixed her skirt and stood up straight.
He smiled wide, saying, "That was great!"
She reached in her purse and pulled out a gun.
He reached for the sky slightly stiff and hung.
She ordered him, "Take off all your clothes."
His wallet now in the hands of a Highway Rose.
"She stole a man's possessions," she shivered.
The car sprayed gravel on the concrete river
a trail of smoke's wake, a man with bare toes,
another has met the thorns of Highway Rose.
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Highway Rose: a Bud bloom (part one)
Highway Rose: a rose's thorn (part two)
Highway Rose: call of the wild (part three)
Highway Rose: the broken thorn (part four)
