<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549039" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Controlled Rebellion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Trouble always starts with a smile, <br>especially when punctuated with deep <br>hazel eyes. Come seven on a Saturday, <br>my heartbeat syncs with the song on the radio, <br>my left foot sinks as it races nightfall, <br>and the goblin within heads for <br>where the wild things are.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wild nights – Wild nights! Were I with thee…<br>we would charge the alleys of hailstorm abandon.<br>But beware the badgering foe of fun: <br>the Lilliputian leash of children asunder. <br>A mental head-on collision ensues, <br>night racing past me twenty years to victory. <br>I surrender the sport and retreat to the driveway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am far from curfew, <br>and this is not my parents’ home. <br>Yet, I am doomed to restriction nonetheless. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Homebound, I look to my hero for salvation. Going deep <br>into his eyes, he awaits me on his motorcycle – <br>two-wheeled freedom revving my memory; <br>black chrome foreplay speeding toward graduation.<br>My domesticated rebel now rides a Toyota<br>that seats six, wired for every form of digital libido traveling. <br>Psychic in ways of a married man, <br>he picks up the scent of impending desperation. <br>With a sparkle of green punctuating his gaze, <br>he pours me a glass of my only surviving vice, <br>and smiles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lori+Boulard">Lori Boulard</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549039" data-title="Controlled Rebellion de Lori Boulard" data-description="Trouble always starts with a smile, especially when punctuated with deep hazel eyes. Come seven on a Saturday, my heartbeat syncs with the song on the radio, my left foot sinks as it races nightfall, and the goblin within heads for where the..."></div> </div> </div>

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