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I Don'T Want To Love You

I awake each day with you on my mind
Knowing you’re time is hours behind
So I imagine it’s me sleeping next to you 
And it’s me you still love, not someone new

I talk to you all the time as if you were near  
Seeing you in my mind, but your not really here
You’re on my mind as I constantly pace the floor
Still loving you, with all my heart, just as I did before

But I don’t want to love you…anymore

I know your gone forever, and there’s nothing I can do
You moved on with your life, and found someone new
Somebody else will live the life planned for just us two

So, I don’t want to love you…anymore

If I go on this way, loving without love returned
I will lose my mind, without a lesson learned 
So I must stop holding on to a love that is through
Stop trying to relive the past and crying over you 

So, I don’t want to love you… anymore

But deep within I want to hold you and love for real
I want to hear you say the words that you used to feel
I want to hold your hand, just as we used to do
I want to hear again, “I’ll always love you”

The time we shared together brought joy and happiness
The time you were in my life made life the very best
I don’t want to love you anymore, but it’s true I guess

I will never ever love you... any less

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007


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Arizona Ranch

On a ranch in Arizona Big Daddy was the horse
He beat all the other steeds, on this, his home course

He wasn’t bigger or better, determination was his game
He ran for the love of the stable mare. Queen was her name

He ruled the ranch many years with Queen by his side
Then one day a new stallion would challenge BD’s pride

This new horse was called Teacher, with a stride long and steady
He was younger, stronger and sleeker, than old gray Big Daddy

He strutted his stuff confident he could bring BD down
Soon he would rule the ranch, and he would were the crown

This young stud had caught the eye of the lady Queen
This was the race of BD’s life, because he could lose his dream

She said don’t worry Big Daddy I have faith in you
No other horse will share my stall it’s made for just us two

The race was on, BD ran strong, her words he did not forget
But what Big Daddy didn’t know, it was on Teacher that she bet

Around the track side-by-side, each matching the other’s pace
Teacher still looking fresh, but strain on BD’s face

As they approached the finish line it was BD by a hair
But then he heard the voice, of his lovely mare

Go Teacher!  You can do it!  I will be your prize!
BD lost his will to win from the shock and surprise

So the new horse won the Queen and control of the ranch
He said to old BD, you never had a chance

I can give what pleases her, as he said with laughter
A life that’s full and easier, with much greener pastures

She told BD, her love had been real, it was not a fake
But telling him he could win, was a big mistake

So Big Daddy lost his place, the stallion now the King
Teacher now rules the ranch with his beautiful Queen

His spirit gone, with no will to race
Big Daddy has moved to another place

He grazes now in a field alone 
Wishing he could go back home

But never again will Big Daddy prance
With his Queen… on the Arizona Ranch

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007

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Born Too Soon

Born again on the night we met
A night that I will never forget

The world as I knew it, was rearranged
From our first kiss everything changed

She changed my life from empty to full
My years with her were wonderful

She said she would always be in love with me
Often said , and with sincerity

I felt our love was secure
Through time or trouble we would endure

Always or forever means infinity
Anything less is just temporary

My age to hers was always a fear
I was older than her by several years
She said, I will always be in love with you
And age will never become an issue

I believed her words to be the truth
But issues did come, and one was youth

Another was my reduced finance’s
Losing my job also reduced my chances 
Of living the life, I had dreamed of
And losing what I thought was her love

On the river of time I was her ferry
Just crossing to find someone else to marry 

Her love raised me as high as the moon
But alas, the truth… I was born to soon

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007

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A Typical Day

I look out the window, but no mountains I see
She's where they are, and I long to be
She steps out the door, where the sun always shines
2000 miles between us, of highway white lines

Time zones separate us, dark here, there light
I watch the clock both day and night
Imagining what she's doing each minute of the day
Is she busy working, or with the boys at play

I miss sharing the moments, with her they'd last
From morning to evening we were the cast
The two of us only, with the boys, it was bliss
Away from it now, there is so much that I miss

Each night, her at the stove, or me at the grill
We'd finish our dinner, then a cheap thrill 
Was playing a card game, which most times I won
She's a good sport, which made it great fun

A hot-dog at Costco, the best deal in town
Then over to Starbucks, her Chi she drank down
Back home to her office, where she worked so hard
Me in the lounge chair, or at work in the yard

Most days not exciting by others measurement
But we were together, so we were content
Sometimes I was too idle, my head would ache
For something to do, but then she took a break

I want her to know how happy I’d be
If she would say, Daddy, come home to me
My heart would be lighter, the joy extreme
But as it is now, that's only a dream

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007

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I'Ll Always Love You

I’ll always Love You

When two hearts go in separate ways
It’s hard, when within one, love stays
Holding on to, what you thought was true
Hoping your love will return to you

Together sharing love for so many years
One heart moves on, and one fills with tears
Memories of how things used to be
Will not allow your heart to be free

You try to forget, but your mind will regress
Back to the time when you knew happiness
A time when you thought this is how life will be
So you go on living in your own fantasy

You whisper, “I love you” to her everyday
But no one can hear these words you say
You write words of sorrow, and songs of your mood
But sharing with no one your real solitude

The face that is seen is not what is real
There’s no one to tell how you really feel
So you go through life living a pretense
Hoping someday life will again make sense

But something tells you deep within
You will never be as happy, as you were then
Lucky for the time you had, and thought would last
But it was less than a lifetime, so it was much too fast

My life was renewed when she came into my heart
My life now unglued since we’ve been apart
Although I may never see her again
I will love this woman until my life ends

I’ll always love you, “BABYDOLL”

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007


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Passionate Love

First attracted by beauty, and nurtured by lust
Two hearts grew together, to share love and trust

Such a beautiful woman with intelligence and charm
I was so proud to have you on my arm

No longer in life was I just passing through
All things in life became exciting with you

The joy of your touch, the joy of your scent
Filling my senses with what true love meant

You brought love with passion into my life
My hope?  Someday… you as my wife

Passionate love, for it we all dream
With you I found it, I love you, Eileen

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007

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Beautiful

Her name was Eileen
Also called Baby Doll or Queen

With lovely eyes so big and brown
They said how she felt without her making a sound

The lips that I kissed and I loved to touch
And said for so long, “I love you so much”

The words they spoke you could trust as true
Lips so alluring to create lust in you

The touch of her skin as soft as milk
With hair so fine it felt like silk

The warmth of her heart shows on her face
She also has style and so much grace

She’s kind and gentle and so generous
She shares the love within her with all of us

Intellect, charm, strength and personality
She has it all, plus humility

Creating desire and passion I can’t express
A body so perfect like a temptress

Her name means light, and she does shine
I was so proud of this woman, and proud she was mine

Spoiled by her love no one can replace
Left only with memories and an image of her face

The face of an angel is what I see
The love of my life she will always be

Not only lovely, but wonderful
Described in one word she’s
“BEATIFUL”

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007

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Love's Illusion

When you see, and hear, what is only in your heart... and blind to reality

Your vision of life is blurred by love, faith, and no doubt of honesty

This is the illusion of being loved.

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2008

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Nothing Matters

The loss of love causes a broken heart
The loss of hope leads to a broken spirit, and a life without dreams  
A life without dreams is a life of only existence... and apathy

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2009

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Lost Love

What is the cost of a love that is lost?
Is it the value of one’s mind and soul?
A heart once infected, by love, now defective
Broken now, never again to be whole
Two hearts once on fire with passion and desire
Now… just smoke in the breeze
Left only are loves dying embers, and loves taunting memories

Thoughts in my head of things that were said
Both in anger and affection
Wishing now, I could erase somehow
The ones that may have caused this direction
Some play in my mind, time after time
Words that I felt were so true
That magical phrase I still hear in a daze
The words, “I will always Love You”

I try to be strong, knowing life must go on
So I try turning life’s page
But it’s so hard to cope in a life without hope
Trapped inside the bars of love’s cage
Time cannot heal the loss of a love that was real
For true love does not lessen with age

Copyright © Lon Henson | Year Posted 2007

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