WILD HORSE I'm the land of sweetness and honey Paved with stones and Moroccan sand On a lone dark night when you are scared It's a dungeon trying to make peace Funny how I'm not peaceful I have no desire to see you I'm mad like a wild horse--that's probably what made you so mad Maybe I was cruel maybe I was un-respectful And I don't know why You didn't see me as a rage filled person I seemed to keep it down beneath my skin I tried to treat you like a friend like a lover like a member of my family You seemed too much like a redeemer to be anything other than You were grande and larger than life with soft hands like lotion You treated me with nothing but love and kisses and still I pushed you away Perhaps I am cowardly and foolish and selfish Preferring to be alone and miserable Even a little self-conscious I don't know I'm not sure really Now I'm no longer mad but I'm still wild
Carl Termini
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