Lonnie Hicks (www.lonniehicks.com / Chicago Ill)

You make my sun rise my sweet
every time
in my ocean swells
I surf
crashing upon your loving shores.

You sing poetry to me

claiming my center
because you sense my need
your willingly slave

proclaiming my freedom to be so.

I hear your siren call
demanding your
trembling reciprocity
and I give it all.

You said
'Cowgirls ride'
and I agree
even cowboys
can
change.