There he stood.
the outlaw who stole my heart without a second thought.
his hat pulled slyly down.
cigarette still smoking.
looking just right to me.
I heard he was a gunfighter.
that a scarlet lady had taken hold of his heart and ran like the wind with it.
day after day.
he was still searching for his lost lover.
riding through the hills, gun in hand.
and in the midst of it all.
for a short time...
[/we found each other./]
no, it wasn't love.
he always reminded me.
some men will never be tamed.
the pain in his eyes will always haunt me.
because the way I looked at him, was never the way he looked at me.
and no amount of distance or time will change that.
love isn't easy.
if it's worth fighting for, then I would of died for it.
murder isn't always blood on a knife.
it's holding on. clinging to the idea of something more.
I know how he fights, how he is...
he's always going to wait for the lady in red.
///even if she never comes back.///
at times, when the wind dances across my skin...
I can feel him moving through my soul,
remembering the few moments I pretended he was mine.
"kiss me tonight darling.
like you did the night we met.
leave me breathless again.
tilt my head back just enough to look into my eyes and watch me die.
next train will be comin' through in less than an hour...
the boys will be waiting, best not leave them hanging.
ride off into the sunset like you always do."
&&&
the price that had to be paid.
will never amount to anything.
[[[because my dear gunfighter.]]]
as our lips parted for the last time...
I was thinking.
"I still _ _ _ _ you."
&&&
all you did was leave me hanging from a noose made of lies and deceit.
Author notes
[the echos of your boots still walk across my heart]
A contest entry
- Ghost towns, Gunfighters, Train robbers... by kidwithgun.
675 points, ended February 6, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
no.
Comments
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:oo
fucking incredible -
hun,
you just drop kicked my ♥
i couldn't have said this better myself:
kiss me tonight darling.
like you did the night we met.
leave me breathless again.
tilt my head back just enough to look into my eyes and watch me die.
just fab hun, just fab -
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well thank you very much dear.
this piece is one of the most dear to my heart, very special to me...
thank you for adding me as a favorite...
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i love the style you use and the way your points come across.
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murder isn't always blood on a knife.
it's holding on. clinging to the idea of something more.
that line is genius.
you are so talented.
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aww sweetie, thank you!!!
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Very unique poem. Great imagery. I don't come across a lot of western themes here. Good luck in the contest.
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excellent
=]
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My god. It reminds me of a guy I used to date. O.o
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wow this is amazing! And I can relate to the main idea in this, the holding on part...*sigh*
it is a killer
Love this piece!
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aww thank you so much! and your exactly right. it is a killer.
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"I still _ _ _ _ you."
very cute.... like the hangman idea
definetly made me smile
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Don't let a cowboy still your heart rule #1
Don't let him run with it rule #2
If you break the first two rules take your fastest horse and run him down you do shoot don't you cowgirl?
this was my cup of tea... I loved it from beginning to end...
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thank you so much sweetie! I'm glad you liked it, as this is a very special piece to me.
and as you can tell, I'm learning those two lessons the hard way! haha
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this is real pretty. i'm not so down with the dp bits, because i'm dumb, and old skool.
but i love, love love love
"murder isn't always blood on a knife.
it's holding on. clinging to the idea of something more."
that was pretty. his hat being pulled down was a nice touch.
"the price that had to be paid.
will never amount to anything.
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ooph. that hit me in the chest
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This is Just beautiful too.
Us cowboys always love stories about other cowboys.
This one tore at my heart. I love it. Great story. -
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oh thank you so much!
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OH WOW!!!! This was very deserving of the golden cup!!! I'm so glad I took time to read it!!!! Cathy
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Thank you for reading this.
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eh... this poem is alright.
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A whole new level
That was perhaps the best of your poems. Incredible, you tried something new with it and completely dropped my jaw with it. Perfect is the only word that comes to mind to describe it. Incredible job!!!!
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awwwwwwwwwwwwww.
thanks so much! I'm glad you liked it dear!
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Lovely
Wow this is really good...actually better that good...just awesome
I think this is the best example of Dirty pretty type poetry that I have have every read...
its thoughtful...playful use of words..and just fuckin' amaseing! I hope you win the contest b/c this is just to good
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you still _ _ _ _ who??
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y o u.
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and wow... people are gonna get a crazy idea about this conversation
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hahahaha.
oh well.
glad you liked it though ♥
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That's such a good poem, I really like it.
You're poems are really good,
I like dirty pretty type...But I just can't make it look kind of like that.
Good job & keep up the good writes.
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awww. thank you.
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best fuck i ever had
ha ha ha sorry i had to say it once more and this time our comments kinda rhyme.
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fuck.
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I meant, did you like it? silly.
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good fuck? or bad?
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