His car pulled away, leavin her in a cloud of dust,
He didn't look back, this man who took her trust.
She felt used and discarded, watchin him drive away,
She thought her love and body, would make him stay.
He told pretty lies, so her heart let him in,
She asked for forever, he said," You can't saddle the wind!"
His hands and lips brought her fireworks, every night,
She came undone, her muddled brain couldn't tell day from night.
His lips claimed her soul, while in his arms she lay,
He'd never speak of tomorrow, just said," Enjoy today!"
With artful hands and passion, her body he enticed,
He was her addiction, wanted at any price.
The love song had ended, the piper wanted pay,
He left her cryin and wished her a good day.
Her heart was broken and probably would never mend,
But that was the chance she took, cause you can't saddle the wind.
Your quill dances on sublime clouds dropping wise dews to depict the story in "You Can't Saddle The Wind"... Outstanding composition in poetic expression to strike thoughts on the arcane of human minds.
May You enjoy a long healthy creative life through a blissful living.
Awwww, how sweetly this flows by your artful pen. Nope, you are sure right on that, "you can't saddle the wind" no way, no how. The heart will mend, it always does, but the memories will linger on...
Best cure...throw that damn miserable no good heart away, then you can cackle your most contempt lugh in the face of any fool thinking they can broke a heart that you don't have.
You should see the surprise and fear in their eyes!
Georg
Reviewed by Dalton James (Reader)
Reviewed on July 31, 2008
Not all men are hit and run lovers, some become friends with benefits. DJ
NO! YOU sure can't....or a FREE SPIRIT! ((as I am)) and
I have trouble trying to keep who I really am and can be!
YOU have no idea Sista! What this poem means to me, it's a
treasure I will savor! It shines in my soul, the context, the easy
way you have with your SHORT writing style! You have a way with words!
Truth told, she's better off without him, if he is to hold her back!
Love this song - Wayward Wind! I have it playing on 1 C.D. 7 times, one after another! in my Jeep and a few others on it...Great Poem!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Sheexooo
STay Positive! Wasn't going to say/write it, but I even wiped a few tears away... YOu moved my soul Lady SC! Thank yOU!
Who knew the Wright's had a trunk full of hidden family secrets? Searching for treasure and hidden family secrets is one way to fuel the flames of passion.
He needs a wife. She needs a reason to trust him. He fell for her at first sight. She, not so much.
If you’re into engaging romantic stories with heart and humor, together with complex family dynamics, you’ll love His Practically Perfect Pla
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May You enjoy a long healthy creative life through a blissful living.
I salute You, Poet.
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Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Be always safe,
Karen
that your heroine's heart will mend. -gene.
You should see the surprise and fear in their eyes!
Georg
I have trouble trying to keep who I really am and can be!
YOU have no idea Sista! What this poem means to me, it's a
treasure I will savor! It shines in my soul, the context, the easy
way you have with your SHORT writing style! You have a way with words!
Truth told, she's better off without him, if he is to hold her back!
Love this song - Wayward Wind! I have it playing on 1 C.D. 7 times, one after another! in my Jeep and a few others on it...Great Poem!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Sheexooo
STay Positive! Wasn't going to say/write it, but I even wiped a few tears away... YOu moved my soul Lady SC! Thank yOU!