Your Blue Bike

Your Blue Bike

I thought you’d like to know
I loved to ride on your blue bike,

Both tires on mine blew,
  What then was I to do?
When I remembered you
  Left your bike in our basement

I loved to ride on your blue bike
I thought you’d like to know,

I went down the basement,
  Wiped off the dust and spider webs
Brought it up the wooden steps,
  Banging the metal storm doors

It had a lowered top tube,
  Welded to the seat tube just above the pedals,
It was a girl’s bike,
  You were a girl

I thought you’d like to know,
I loved to ride on your blue bike

Giving it a low center of gravity,
  I could ride it with my arms
Before me, embracing like a lover,
  Or folded on my chest, behind my head,
A country road twist I only had to lean in,
  And up straight again after the turn
 
Look, no hands!

I loved to ride on your blue bike
I thought you’d like to know,

I rode your bike all over, 
  To work, to the horse tracks,
Summer nights, August days,
  Back and forth and any way,
I rode your blue bike
  All summer long,
I could ride your blue bike anytime,
  Would you like, I’d ride your bike all blue again

I thought you’d like to know
I loved the ride on your blue bike