The Moya View
Again, today,the cowboy will closehis eyes and listen to the hoovesof wild horses all around himknowing that his well-trained palomino will take him homelike a loverwho knowswhat his lust wants— knows the way to him,through the black covers of that dark room—even as the returningcreates and then destroys the greening prairie, the chambray wind.
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JONATHAN MOYA
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Really like the cadence of this piece
I took a while to get that rhythm right. Thanks for noticing.
Nice!
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