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Friday, April 10, 2015

Memory


We took you
beautiful white filly
rode you
returned you

You were our archway into
desire and fulfillment
pleasure and the forbidden
fear of punishment and perdition
love and longing
passive
feminine
law beaking
but none of that stopped us

Initiation
into
that other world
where your galloping hooves
were like
thundering surf
in our
wet dream

We will always
hold you
in remembrance
as sacred
though
now you are
just a
memory.

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