EquusA Poem by redhorsThe horse is Beauty in motion, A loyal partner, An honest friend. A portrait in disguise. Manes like cascading water Tails proud, silky banners Coats shimmer in the morning sun Muscles ripple beneath slick pelts. I catch my breath In midnight moon beams. Kind eyes embellish A forgiving face, Yet passionate blood Roars through their veins Horses are sacred Wild And free © 2016 redhorsReviews
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