I Love My Country Guy
"Here is my hand to lead you
Here are my arms that need you"
Cilla Black _ I Only Live To Love You
When I met Henry I thought to myself, this will not work. We seemed so
different. I considered that I was a sophisticated girl ! I love art and love
poetry and red wine. Henry on the other hand was a Jack Daniel's sort of
guy. A fix up old cars, motorcycles, and horses kind of guy. A country music
guy. A cowboy! But Henry liked poetry, especially mine. He liked nature and
he liked me. I think that I knew he was for me when I looked into his sea
blue eyes. I loved how his smile would fill a room. He became my best
friend and my lover and I love him more than the sun and the moon. Each
kiss is like the first one. My life is better with Henry in it and I am never ever
letting him go, because who is going to love me more. I need him so
much. When he is not with me I miss him and whisper I only live to love
you darling. He was that missing puzzle piece that I needed .Sometimes
he must leave me for his job and my arms ache for him ...
the dawn is breaking
and morning birds are singing ...
tires on gravel road
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April 05, 2023
Poetry/Haibun/I love My Country Guy
Copyright Protected, ID 04-1537-547-05
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, I Only Live To Love You
Sponsor, JCB Brul, Judged04/12/2023
Third Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2023
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