Sea Cowboy
He's a cowboy in the navy,
the sweetest thing there is.
He likes so many things
that I do, it's almost a mirror.
We enjoy talking miles and oceans apart,
but are waiting for the day we really meet.
Maybe things will work out,
and something good will start.
Will he be the glue
for my heart?
Will that lasso catch me
and pull me to him?
Can I be something
better than what hurt him?
Can I heal him if he
hurts too, can I be his glue?
I enjoy finding things out about him,
I want him to know he is more than he thinks.
He's got me thinking about him
in my small free moments.
I think about what we'll do,
when we meet, if things go well.
I've always wanted a good looking cowboy, sailor or army man,
Will he be my sea cowboy someday?
(This sounds like one of those childish sweetheart poems, I just let it flow and that is what i
wrote i don't think it's the best, i can do better.)
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