TAKEN FOR A RIDE

You have your life to live and so have I
A life to live, a road to wander down
Towards – who knows? I always try
To keep a sense of purpose yet have grown

Aimless. You gave me purpose, you
Who throbbed beneath me like an impatient horse,
A head-strong, vital girl who threw
Me off at last and took a different course.

I bear the bruises still. So I go slowly
Limping along from day to day. I need
You still, still long to feel that rolling
Beneath me lust for life, that wholesome greed.