Poetry Train #72

(I know I've used pictures of this man before, but I couldn't find exactly the picture I wanted to use for this poem. He's the closest I could get. Besides, he's still good to look at.)

Opposites…

Cowboy boots.
Biker boots.
Tight jeans
Leather pants.

Cowboy hat.
Red bandana.
No jewelry.
Rings in ears.

Smooth Texas drawl.
Crisp New York accent.
Eyes the color of decadent chocolate.
Eyes the color of a clear summer sky.

Brown curls.
Bald head.
Country music.
Alternate rock.

Every thing different
Only one thing the same.
Our love.

T.A. Chase c. 2008

P.S. This poem is sort of an description of a story idea I got over the weekend. When I get to it, it'll be a spin-off from my Homes series. :)