The tempest’s torrent screams across the mesa
Sand blasts through my flesh and seeks my eyes
I am its prey hunted by demons across the sky
Rivers once deep now hungry
Purple skies kiss the desert horizon
As I fly above the Sonora highway–
Cool moon light
Ol’ Coyote Howl’n
Guitar feels right
Sunrise on the highway
Morning twilight
Shows me a country song
I take a breath . . .
. . . and its gone
Fly’n low like like an eagle
windows all blown
Forever free to go
On the path I have found
Sonoran summer
Alive and doing well
The sun is a lover
Once you’ve been kissed
You’re under her spell
She’ll take you to new heights
Paint you mountains
Secret sites
Change a man forever
Or drive him mad with fever
Sonoran lover
As honest as the noon sun
She’ll burn her memory in your mind
There’s no need to run
From this new feeling I’ve found
Sonoran summer
Alive and doing well
The sun is a lover
Who she’ll kiss you’ll never know ~Tod
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