Phantom Stallion

Hooves thundering dawn’s firmament In onerous striding rhythm Incandescent specters astride A steady flow of charge and fall Nostrils burning in fiery sweat Oily sleek acidic breaths Bare and muscular iron flesh As one astride they canter Dashed upon by the morning waves Tepid eyed comprehension Radiance growing with every gallop Night’s inhibition abandoned Strides arching in brazen speed Merging within the twilight Waves erasing cold wet sands Of her fulfillment Behind her the harvest moon rides Upon the feral stallion Disappearing with the morning light…