POETRY by DUSTYBEAR - PG 10 - TIMELESS

Moving through the corridors of time... my fine boi, my cowboy love, will ride his horse at gentle gait and full gallop... like morse code, thundering hoofs  of the moments fleeting.  Meeting the ground hard,  then soft...aloft.  Time never stops.  Perennial crops of deepening love  make the journey a true love story.  Glory in it and don't lose one moment  to the ravages of indecision.  Let him make his incision  and insert himself deep inside me... and through the years,  as eternity nears... it will be only the best  I could have ever hoped for.  Score one for two...me and you.  TIMELESS! COPYRIGHT 2012 by DUSTYBEAR ALL RIGHTS RESERVED