Ten Seconds Til’ Love

There are times loving a woman feels like breakin in a wild mare

She wants nothin more than to kick your head square off your shoulders and trample your body into the dust

Horses don’t wear nail paint but I reckon if they did , the blood and sand would do a fine job on her hooves

Other times it feels like facing a storm in an open field, no trees in sight

Wilder and fiercer than any horse

Less forgivin than a Texan summer

Biblical fire and brimstone, and gone in a moment

But most times its like feelin the warmth from a Dakotan sunset

It’s the sound of the grass laughing in the wind
And the smell of a rainstorm on the plains

Those times make it all worth it

Cause standing in her war path when she’s buckin and screamin aint just love ,

It’s living

So dig your heels in maverick , cause if the reins slip you die

But that buzzer is only 10 seconds away and if you hold on

You’ll never be the same