In living room comfort I progress through,
with a confident peripheral glance,
a light finger caress, and foot one two,
space and time in combustible advance.
The bracing twin thrill of power and speed
power a transporting adrenaline
rush that moves me to where I feel indeed
no thrill is finer than a daily spin.
The welcome respite of solo commute
is an oasis from friends, job and home,
where all alone, I can savor en route
to wherever, the ah - license to roam.
Key to my joy in driving an auto
is door it opens to go to and fro.