I Still Love Her
by John Yelavich
smooth to my touch,
she never demands too much;
only that the attention I share
be gentle with loving care.
After all these years, I love her so.
Her sleek silhouettes so bright;
body still firm, solid and tight.
Always a-glow beneath the moon,
soulfully, were always in tune.
She purrs when I turn her on.
Never moody or temperamental,
nor currishly critical or judgmental.
Strikingly beautiful adorned in leather,
shes smoothly delicate as a feather.
Shes as sweet as angel food cake.
Weve traveled many miles together,
neither obstacles nor bad weather,
have caused my devotion to stray
while facing challenges along the way.
I will always cherish my classic car.