Sunday, May 03, 2009

Showing a bit of solidarity with Kirstyjane this afternoon with a Kristofferson favorite.

We swang into the saddle slick as breathing
And slapped 'em once for pleasure with the reins
The horses snorted frosty in the moonlight
Somethin' dark was singing in my veins
Older than the voices in my brain.

Good stuff.

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1 comment:

  1. Kirstyjane3:15 PM

    That's gorgeous! Thanks for the solidarity!

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