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the cry in her voice, flowing tears
said, ‘take her hand, simple fool.
help her alleviate her hidden fears
try to warm he heart, left cool.’

her voice recoiled at the slightest touch
yet no retraction of the body to withdraw
he wonders, ‘does she love him much?’
the nerve of the heart-string is obviously raw.

what is it, he wants from this woman?
love, life, happiness, or her permission?
a nod, a glance, a gesture, the can?
he knows it’s more than a premonition.

so cross the river of tears that stream
she cries, he cries, too much, too late
it is the ending of their blessed dream.
let go, let God, as He knows their fate.

So where does this tough-as-nails
Cowboy stand? Lost in mornings pale,
Toeing earth with worn boot leather
Thinking of love lost, lost now and forever.

‘She doesn’t love him anymore,’ they say.
So he does what he can from day to day,
Trying to forget, forgive, generally cope,
Falling for despair, a strong lack of hope.

Ride a twisted dust devil to nowhere
For there’s no crime, punishment unfair.
Mind clouded in dirt, sand, and debris
Nowhere and nowhere, it’s plain to see.

Complications of living that make life
a cause and effect, calmness and strife.
So where doe the Cowboy stand, he asked,
‘False and naked, completely unmasked.’

God will not listen
To the heart that has hardened,
That shuns the dew drop glisten
Where love lies at its end.

There is very little for me,
My chance is all gone.
An echo of my plea
Fades like dawn.

‘Jus’ leave me alone!’
That’s what she cried.
And I stifle a moan
As tears open wide.

Abandoned is what I feel
Then, what does she have?
As unfaithfulness will seal
A wound and no salve.

Sometimes a path leads away
From your journey of the day.
A trail cut through like that,
And by the time you realize where you’re at
You find that you’re lost.
This comes with a terrible cost.

That is what it is like now.
Cannot answer exactly why, how
A heart seems to go astray.
God-given vows jus’ go away.
Life suddenly becomes too rough
When love ain’t enough.