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how can I forget the promises I foolishly and fatelessly made

so long ago but only yesterday

to a tall handsome darkly arrogant rancher

by the surname of Wade

how can I forget the piercing penetration of his bold

embodied star

the way he ruled my love and life with the finesse held

only by that of a seasoned player

in his far away like the sky eyes I see emotions

close to which that I heedlessly dared

I could have lived forever with the cold aloofness if

even just once he showed me he in the slightest cared

how can I forget the breeze the wind kissed my feet

as he carried me to a place I've never been

yet would repeatedly love to retreat

where now are the straining ears that used to

listen so patiently for his deep quiet footfalls

on the stairs at the end of a long cattleman's day

and how can I forget that I lived twenty-three years

before I knew the man was to walk my destined way

I look for the answers but only fall short of the

head long journey into heartache

maybe my thirst for this long tall cool eyed rancher

will one day be slaked

God knows over this ordeal my hands through my much

too mussed hair I have endlessly raked

I'll try to forget this languish lust and dusty desire

that I feel for this meat and potatoes  man

but I'll constantly know that my efforts are only

faked

maybe not to my memory but to my heart this pensive

poem I have emotionally angled and alas successfully slaked................

(written Aug 5,1991 am)