Waiting Rodeo

there are two lines
as far as the eye can see
and as far as I want to see

some with a desire to
crawl into my bed
and the other
to crawl into my heart

I'm thinking
of pulling out the floor
and only those
with the right grip
can stay

I don't have time to play
nor time to be played
I'm a buck without a saddle
so climb on up
and see how long
you last