Cowboy Denim Blues
There is but one moment,
in a lifetime of moments
That I would not trade for any other
When the fringe of the sky shone
Flushed with flesh pink
Like the tissue around a fresh wound
Before bleeding and spotting
The knees of some cowboy denim blue
Together, But separate
They were each color competing for dominance over the other
I was able to love them each individually and completely
and with my whole enveloping love
To call each by its right name
It was a moment that required all senses
And while the payment was large
It rewarded me handsomely
And before the crickets call came
and chewed time off the clock
I took it in like medicine
To heal my cracked and spidering heart
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