Poems for the Sweetest of Ponies

[CPsSecretLover]

Once again I am headed southbound
Where joy and freedom can be found
And I hope I hear your clarion call
Amid the reveling pall

The amber fields of grain
Help to ease the burgeoning pain
And the road rises up to meet me
Since your lovely smile isn’t here to greet me

As the winds whip me every which way
On this blustery Independence Day
And the sun beats down with intensity
I revert to my basic propensity

I dream of you
As I often do
You may be scant as a mirage
But I am enrapture by your visage

So while I may be a simple fool
I pray that my luck won’t be that cruel
And that in your quiet, distant way
You are with my on this holiday

I know I can’t spend this day alone
It simply wouldn’t fit this day’s tone
Because I am not free when we are apart
I am only liberated when we are heart-to-heart