Texan on a Saddlebred steed
by Stefan Pryce
once lost amongst the reeds.
Now I see the elegant palm
her presence producing calm.
In the sand you have come just to be.
I call upon I am for restraint.
Then come the truthful words thru she
to release my inner constraints.
It pains to see a future she
no longer in these walls breadths.
For you and I just cannot be
close to feel one sweet breath.