Thinking of a women
(not big surprise)
beers, skis, mountains
fantasies and lies,
Hot springs and poetry
a night full of stars
pick-up trucks in parking lots
behind cowboy bars,
Drinking beers and talking
clothes in disarray
like a couple kids
rolling in the hay,
So what is fact and fiction
a game of truth or dare
I kiss you on the lips
run my hand through your hair,
Crank the pick-up truck
but the battery won't go
so we hitch to my cabin
as the rain turns to snow,
Start a small fire
a quick tequila sip
make love on the floor
and feel the balance tip ...
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