Here I Am

Here I am
Standing on the proverbial corner –
Is it this way
Or is it over there?
Should I believe in you
A man on a wild horse
Who can’t commit to me
But who says all the right words?
Should I leave these badlands
And walk west into the trees
Forever lost to you?
Would you care
Or would the pounding stallion hooves
Speak louder than my soft words?
So I stand alone
One foot here, one foot over there
Paralyzed by a man
Who holds me tight in his frontier embrace
While his eyes dwell on the grasslands
Waving to him
Beckoning his untamed spirit like a lover