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Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Dec 10, 2008 0:06:18 GMT -5
DARK HORSE
Dark horse ride the black velvet winds On the gossamer drapes of deep night... Sweep the crystal constellations With the magnificent curve of your ebony tail... Blue noir, gallant friesian, With wild eyes immersed... See the womb of creation, Pant with full gallop till you emerge Upon the unseen shore of the side called other... At last plunge into pools, warm deep and blue, Held afloat by serene saline revelation Take your ease, swim free and emerge refreshed with a shimmer And carry yourself away 'cross the great Milky Way...
© IRIS WOYTOWICH
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