Vaquero
your hat
high crowning
wide-brimmed
shade from the sun
your trousers
close-fitting denim
charting & guarding
your masculine form
atop a potent steed
spurs stand at attention
as your rope wrangle cattle
a dusty dance
a hurried waltz
dry climate
sparse sward
even in
colder conditions
your penchant for
stealing soft hearts
persists
from barstool
to barnyard
ensnared
by your sad songs
by your blue eyes
cowboy
mounted chivalry
straddling coolness
bring it on home to me
**
This is what happens when you listen to Kenny Chesney against your will. For those of you with a penchant for the cunning ways of cowboys, this is for you.
Thirsty Thursday!
In propinquity,
Nic
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