Pale White Horse
I follow you my love on a pale white horse
Of blended breed and marked discourse
A Wiley creature so tuned to you
Your pace your path the things you do
And were you but to look back at us
We appear as one interwoven thus
His pace is fast on ground or air
Feathered beast he is winged shoulder to rear.
A pleasure to mount a rascal to ride
Collusions’ of one as we fly in the sky
A magical beast as pure as the snow
Unbeknownst to you my love we go where you go
A curse for eternity a sad lovers song
I ride the pale white horse till the day I am gone
A pleasure and pride I assure you my love
To ride a pale white horse is a gift from above.
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