Friday, March 23, 2012

Just a Thought Series - Feb 1, 1976

He had such a sweet way of using her
Staying on just long enough
To fill his emptiness

He opened her with his honesty
Broke her defenses with a smile
Then so quietly he left her
With a feeling
In awhile

Lady Rider
A prisoner 
Of his own confusion
He found himself on trial
But it was easier to close the door
Than to compromise his style

Their paths may again cross one day
But she's not the girl 
He once knew
No longer easily disarmed
A wiser woman
Sure of self
Immune to reckless charm