Riding a Lippizaner Dream.....

As I reach down for my lady fair and hoist her up she twirls in mid-air,and gently straddles my mount with her chin on my chest and her forehead tucked under my chin the smell of lavender rushes instantly with arms wrapped around midsection I can feel her warm breath on my neck I can feel her heart pounding on my chest "Sir Knight,faster please",she pleads so I gently dig my heels into our mounts side and we begin to enjoy the rhythm of trotting both of our hearts now pound with urgency as I dig my spurs the forelegs lift high and the hindquarters begin its Lippizan dance my boots firm in my stirups,my lady leans back with her hair now mingling with mane as i brace her with my arms under hers...... ........"such a ride,Sir Knight,we must do this again..." "it's our dream,fairmaiden,again and again...." "then let eternal sleep together be forever like this" Ah-h-h....to dream....and to dance