Dreaming of Colorado

A reached out hand, was the whisper of a breeze A firm clench across the smooth skin of my old Nebraska girl A ruthless pressure digging at my sedimentary soul, holding it draped upon her heartland plains Devils of dust spew upward with blinding grit Eternities of prairie bend at the claw of her breath A soaring ghost through an urban sprawl of Omaha along the vehement river, where I have forever remained Never able to unhinge the bind of her tiresome, loving grip Unknowing of all past her motherly land Until I hear a maidenly echo crawl through that vice of a wind, mountainous and sincere Tempt me, enchant me westward, do the sirens of tranquility from a girl named Colorado Her beautifully rugged imperfections that rise from her colorful skin beseech my eyes of hazel to be laid upon them She’s the medicine I crave, the miracle I need to loosen the iron hold of my old Nebraska girl To explore beyond my horizons Colorado, I’m bound for you