Country Cutie (Tasting Her Soul)
By Handsum-Hart

When I first met my country cutie
On the farmyards
Of Forest City, North Carolina
My arms in playful pull
Pulled her in tight against my chest
So fully I could enjoy
The impossible-to-forget taste
Of looking into
Her apple-green eyes
And biting into
The Granny Smith deliciousness
Of her mouthwatering soul

It didn't take long
For her rolling-in-the-hay
Ways of romance
To totally whip this city boy

And after she drove
Her powerful tractor of love
Into my life, everything changed

Her eyes darkened in color
Causing my hungry arms
To trap her
In tight against my breastbone
So fully I could savor
The never ending taste
Of Looking into
Her spinach-green eyes
And pigging out
On the leafy tenderness
Of her country-grown soul

© 12-01-2004 Ronald Howard Moman