Return

Dark shining night
With silver highlights
Riding my old mare
Through the midnight 
Twisting and turning, hooves pounding
Stretched out like torpedos
Coursing in deadly form
No need for caution
I was only 16
Immortal 
You were in high spirits
Greeted me at the gate
Tossed your silken head
Nuzzled my steady neck
No need for a saddle
Just a light snaffle bit
And I was on your back
The gate flung wide
We leapt out the barn
Into the waiting night
No souls awake 
Just blissfully you and I
You and I how I wish I
Could return
To that strange lonely girl
Riding her favorite mare

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