Dreaming of Annah

Sober when I met her
drunk when I rode away
faces blurred in a mirror
both knowing I couldn't stay
I ride into the night, thinking of Annah





I ride through the night, yearning for Annah


Thunderheads rise before me
darkness masking dark clouds
Stinging rain blinding tears
stings from a thousand wasps
I ride into the storm dreaming of Annah


Sober when I met her
drunk when I rode away
A face in the mirror
knowing I couldn't stay
I ride through the night, thinking of Annah



90th rewrite in progress