Black Beauty
Like a shadow against the twilight
The dark beast gallops gracefully
Majestic. Mighty. Magnificent.
His long, flowing mane and whipping tail
Like banners unfurled in the wind
As he crosses the verdant field
Ablaze with golden dandelions
His shiny, silky, dusky coat shimmers
Like a sable spectre in the setting sun
His raw, rippling Muscles
His power and strength
And a pure unbridled force
Demand respect.
His trot like thunder
Echoes in the distance.
His neigh, like the crepuscular call
Of a wild, magical beast
Reminds us that he is a perfect, living portrait
Of his ancestors, the wild mustangs.
Tempest is his name,
And a torrential tempest flows
Through his pulsating, pumping veins.
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