by Karyn Huntting Peters
pegasus! o beloved horse of muses
who silent plead in cloak of night
to heart’s sharpest darts
of longing unfulfilled!
light outside my
darkened window this eve
that I may climb astride thee
to stealth in starry night
to that verdant glen where
purple irises wave in the moon
and my lover lies naked
in the yielding grass
1 comment:
I like the full, romantic feel here.
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