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Cowboy Romance Poems | Cowboy Poems About Romance

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Details | I do not know? | |

The First Goodbye

laying in your bed
watching you
get dressed
the permanent ring in the
back pocket
of your blue jeans
i’m missing you already


Details | Lyric | |

Please Help Me, Re-lyric

Please help me, I've fallen
In Lust with You.
You're just so damn sexy,
That's why I'm hittin' on you.
You don't have to love me,
Some good sex will do.
Please help me, I've fallen
In Lust with You.

Yes, you turned me on
When I saw you walk in...
The face of an Angel,
A body just made for Sin.
Now, I may be real horny,
But one thing is true:
What would satisfy me, Girl
Would be to satisfy You.

So please help me, I've fallen
In Lust with You; 
And I hope that you're fallin'
In Lust with me too;
But if not, then please fake it,
Please don't leave me "blue"...
Please help me, I've fallen
In  Lust  with  You.


Details | ABC | |

Ridin' On, Alone

Ridin' down into the canyon
Looking for some strays
I chanced to think about
The passing of the days.

Been chasing after cattle
Seems a mighty long time
And all those days I ain't be able
To save so much as a dime.

Never thought I'd get rich
Hiring out with herds
But cowboyin' and old age
Seems really for the birds.

My backside and that old saddle
Have formed a kind of warp and woof
So the leather's highly polished
And now there's snow upon my roof.

When I was a young stud
With a bellyful of fire
Living day to day was okay
And riding out for hire.

But now the cows are contankerous
And cow ponies ain't so smart
So I've started in a-wishing
I had a gal to share my heart.

There was a gal in Lubbock
With long and yellow hair
But that was a long time ago.
She's no longer there.

I remember what it was like to love
Then left alone to ache
Lonely hours in the saddle
Every memory a heartbreak.

All those years riding the range
I've had some time to think
Of the difference 'tween Hereford hides
And skin so soft and pink.

But now time and youth are gone
Left back there in the colorful past
Old horse and I are all that's left
Alone on the range as long as we last.

by E. Marshall Evans


Details | Prose Poetry | |

There Ain't Nothin' Better Then A Cowboy Lover

He was her part time lover
even though he was her only one
A man you could love
But she’d never let him know…
she had a full time heart            
Although her strings
had some wear and tear
throughout her years.

She wasn’t going to let him put her heart in his pocket.

No, she wasn’t about
to give her heart away
She’d play it cool.
Never let him see her fears
Pretend she was tough
Never cry or show any tears

He was a man,
raised right by his mother
He’d lay a rose upon her pillow
He was a man like no other
There ain’t nothin’ better
then a cowboy lover

His name was Jesse from Montana
He had skin the color of lightly roasted coffee 
from being out in the sun so much
His smile, a bit crooked
made him look a bit mischievous,
in a teasing sort of manner
It could knock your socks off 
if you gazed too long

She met him at a little café’ in Big Sky
leaning against the counter
like a long, tall drink of cool water
Boots, hat and all the makins'
of a real cowboy   

She had slayed the paper dragons of her past
Put them all behind her
She was bold and brave; 
asked for his number
which he willingly gave
with a smile, a little bit crooked,
a bit mischievous
in a teasing sort of manner

They’d cuddle in their blanket
under the stars and the moonlite
listening to Hank Williams songs
drinking coffee around their campfire
telling stories from their pasts;
laughing, snuggling
Before she’d go to sleep at night, 
he’d kiss her cheek 
and hold her close in his arms 
                     
One night as she lay in his arms,
he stroked her cheek 
with his tender touch, 
kissed her lips and held her tight

He said, “What would you do if I asked
"Ask what”, she said?
"Little lady, do you know I love you,
would you kindly be my wife”? 

When he said that to her that 
wonderful nite under the stars
she realized...

She wanted him, to put her heart in his pocket

That was the night 
she gave her heart away

  She wasn’t playin’ it cool
  She let him see her fears
  She wasn’t really all that tough
  Then, she cried and showed him her tears

He was a real man,
raised right by his mother
He laid a rose upon her pillow
He really was a man like no other
Nope, there sure ain’t nothin’ better
then a cowboy lover
                                                    *~The Sweet End~* 


Details | Romanticism | |

The Retreat

Vibrations awaken
the still night air,
unsettling the
sanded

Footprints..

At our steps, 
one last clinging
before I let go,
of the skies

That stretch,  across
our hidden place,
Like ghosts of
remnants

We bathe, in
phosphate
covered sheets

Bare..

Shivers escaping
through cascades
of hair, he strokes
the frail of my skin

like butter I twist,
I'm impaled,
so I inhale
him.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

MYSTIC COWGIRL

She came from out of nowhere 
Her hair flowing in the breeze 
Wearing a cowboy hat and boots 
With denim skirt above her knees 

Her steed that she rode upon 
Was as white as white could be 
How magnificent they looked 
Both such a sight to see. 

She rode up along side of me 
Dismounted with such ease. 
Long legs made her skirt rise up 
My God, she was a tease. 

Her blouse was made of satin 
Undone three buttons down. 
Her breasts were free and unrestrained 
And tanned to a golden brown. 

She said "Howdy handsome stranger, 
I've been watching you for awhile, 
Is it true you're a tarnished cowboy?" 
She asked, with a playful smile. 

I said "Yes, I'm a little tarnished, 
But I can make your dreams come true. 
Is that why you came riding by? 
Did I cast a spell on you?" 

"Oh yes, I do believe your magic 
You can cast a mystic spell 
I can see you're slightly tarnished. 
How much more is there to tell?" 

I put my arm around her neck 
Our boots fell into a rhythmic stroll 
My hand was hanging loose and close 
To free buttons and her soul 

She smiled as I spoke to her 
Said "Do you really want to know? 
How I got a little tarnished 
Might not be a place to go." 

She gazed into my eyes of blue 
There was a little hint of doubt. 
My mind started wondering 
What was she really all about? 

She said, "Listen blue eyed cowboy 
I want you to talk to me 
Show me what you want and need 
I will do my best to please." 

We spread a blanket on the ground 
And together we did lay 
Campfire was burning warm and bright 
We made love, till the break of day 

When I awoke my pretty cowgirl 
Was nowhere to be seen 
Was she just an apparition? 
Was she just a mystic dream? 

Her cowboy hat and denim skirt 
Lay rumpled on the ground 
I picked them up and held them 
But she was nowhere to be found 

Guess I will keep on dreaming 
As I Hope for another chance 
To lay 'long side my Mystic Cowgirl 
And do another mystic lover's dance 


Details | Cowboy | |

Untitled

Tainted love 
or tired love?
Smug attitudes
and weak games
Look at you!
Your such a lame!
Me cry?! Ha! Not no more!
NOT EVER!
Five point five years
What a joke?!
All you do is lie
Keep smoking your life away!
Wake up before its too late!
Before this love turns into hate!
Your too old to act this way!
Your too comfortable
You cant stay!
In my life!
In my way!
Goodbye to you!!!


Details | Rhyme | |

A Cowboy Cure Will Help For Sure

I feel yucky and not well
I am in a sickness spell
That's taken over my whole day
I wish it would go away
A banging head and throbbing veins
That are popping with the pain
Eye pressure that's alternating
Back and forth, its aggravating
Relaxing I can't do no more
I end up on the bathroom floor
A throat on fire's getting old
Some thing icy should keep it cold
Breathing's getting hard to do
I am turning very blue
I need a cowboy hunky strong
To help fix whatever's wrong
A six pack and lots of muscle
Who will lasso me and rustle
This illness out very quickly
Then I will only be sickly
For his tight hugs and sweet care
Every day while he is here
Embraces he will wrap me in
Fevers rising skin to skin
Heart rate beating with each touch
From my hero who I love so much


Details | Cowboy | |

Lone Cowboy

He is a man to himself   Trust is not of his nature   He is a lone cowboy     Corralling his love    It would be easier putting a stallion out to pasture     He is a gentle man, simple is his way   His cowboy hat, boots and trusty steed     Is all he needs to make his day      He's a man to himself, trust is not of his nature     He's a lone cowboy and you can't change that       I gave him some rope and let him go free    To my amazement he came riding back to me     Slowly now, I will accept and let him be       I love the feeling he gives me, I too feel free