allow me the priviledge
of jump starting
your engine
from a slow idle
into maximum overdrive

my spark plug is waiting

watch how my compression
facilitates your intake--
you know you want to get
serviced--with a smile. . .

now is the time to
engage your pistons
at peak compression

my spark plug is wanting

make my engine purr
over so i can rock your chassis
while we power strok each other
to exhaustion. . .

mount my bodywork,
hotwire my ignition 
needle me
with your plunger
and fill my reservoir
all the way up to the
edge of the indicator line 

my spark plug is willing. . .

squirt your precious oil
and lube me deep down
into my hidden valves

draw the fluid from my
girating chamber,
rev my motor to
take the full load
of your ratchet with your
perfectly-angled crankshaft

uh huh, ahhhh.. . .stroke
uh huh.  . . . aw ohhhhhh
st-st-st-
stra-uh-UhUHstrrrrROKE that piston yehahhhh. . .

all the way down to the bottom, and
fill my channel with the
air of your love, lube my hydralics
all nice and slick-like

my spark plug is wailing. . .

shift me in high gear 'til i reach
the boiling point of obsession and
do me over and over again,
ummm, vrrroooom, vrrrrroooom.

Oh c'mon baby. . . make me your
showroom high performance vehicle,
your ultimate untam'd love machine,
and before we take another test run,
can i request that you
once again just double check
under my hood, inflate me
to the proper pressure,
and now that my spark plug has explod'd,
. . .pump me up just one more time.

© 2006, cynth’ya lewis reed

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