I miss her flutters
Trying to fit her body into something that would please
The timidly sure placement of her feet
As if she were to fly
I miss gliding
The steady rhythm of her hooves
3.2.1...and launching
The perfect suspension
of a cartwheel midpoint
Zero gravity
With the safety of Infinite trust
and landing as a feather, floats down
I miss the racing
Trying to out pace our hearts' beat
Legs reaching for more
Fighting as an eagles wings, to go higher
The dreamy momentum
of hovering
& touching
The ground a vague reality
Author notes
i miss my horse.
A contest entry
- In memory of those you miss :) by Leila.
300 points, ended August 4, 36 entries
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