Thinkin' About Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

Face to the sun
Breeze in my hair
Toes in the sand
Waves lap at them

All I can think
About is you


Thinkin' about what has been
And what could have been
Thinkin' about what could be
Thinkin'; so much life to live

Thinkin' about the loves let go
Or driven away
None of them the one though
Thinkin' about you

The one that got away
If only you had loved me
As I loved you
Still love you

Could you have loved me
Had we but world enough and time?
Sometimes wonder if God
Punished me by sendin' me you

How ironic to hear the words
I said come back to haunt me;
I want you, I need you
But I cannot love you


Face to the sun
Breeze in my hair
Boots in the stirrups
Snow flies at them

All I can think
About is you

© Cowboy Coleridge