Let's Go For A Ride

I want to take you for a ride

On silk brocade seats

A hundred places to hide

Between the soft sheets

See that woman over there

With her eyes dipped low

And her short golden hair

What's her story?

I'd like to know

What about that man

With his fedora tipped just right

I saw as he ran

He barely made it

Out of breath

Boy, it was tight

And that couple in the corner

Whispering in heat

They aren't aware

I can hear every word

Things I can't repeat

I lean back in my seat

Take a sweet languid sip of my wine

I feel the rhythmic beat

Of the wheels beneath my feet

Oh, how it rolls just fine

My eyes shutter close

As I take in the scene

I can imagine

The murder, the mystery

I've fulfilled a life long dream

From Paris to Turkey

And everything in between

Hercule Poirot

Where are you now?

Are your little gray cells ticking?

I've enjoyed your stories

Come on take a bow

Do you know where I am?

Have you taken a guess?

I'm on the famous

Orient Express

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*Allene Angelica*

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