Could this be Horseman?! Yet he has a soft centre...has time softened the impact he had on me..the anticipation, the longing, the heartache, the fear?! This dream of yesterday reincarnated?! Yet I don't believe in past lifetimes, but this feels like de je vu?! Is Ronie meant for me? Or just riding on through!
Ronie You are so far from me
and yet seem so near
cyber Horseman
wild and free
A mane of black hair
and intense green eyes
An air of arrogance
yet softly spoken
gentle and wise
Technology
has made travel simple
there's nothing between us
just a bottomless sea
a stone's throw away?
As the crow flies....
Horseman hear my cry
As you ride on by
Are you just an illusion
Why is my heart filled with confusion
A mystery man in God's plan
but I long tofeel you under me
on soft golden sand
As I ride this stallion into sunset's orgasm
And feel what it's like to "really" be me!
No inhibition as I reveal my dimples and flirt
relentlessly with this vision
Almost tangible but time keeps us apart
And the inevitable may happen
this affair may never start
A late summer's dream
An autumn's hope A winters tale
A new year's grope
What am I to expect from this Horseman
And what will he make of me
When dreams can be broken
as they are spoken
and new ones areon the horizon
when temptation is all around
and people are struggling to be
part of you and me
what can we do to resist being beguiled
and even kissed
by the serpent of desire...
Follow me....close your eyes
and imagine you did not read as far as this
as I blow you the sweetest, softest late summer kiss
Has one any other alternative but to follow their path? Life throws so much at us and reality takes a bite from that page. Excellent writing, Andrea.
Amor
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