NOT TO FIND A COWBOY

It had been a long ride

Eight hours on a horse

Bringing food to his mates

To  a far away camp

I had no intention

To find a cowboy

No, that was not my intention

I couldn’t go any farther

But he wanted to show me

The surroundings

And this time, galloping…

I had no intention

To find a cowboy

No, that was not my intention

I hardly fell down

One, two, three times

The saddle was bad

My entire body hurt

I had no intention

To find a cowboy

No, that was not my intention

Being single suited me

He was patient, attentive

And he was himself

A funny, charming cowboy