Some swoon to their first kiss
Eyes closed upon goose prickled skin
A little gasp of air escapes
Parted lips with a lingering taste
Yesterday my face drained of blood
For atop a horse I found love
How such fear gripped my heart
It beated till it almost stopped
Yet a renewed strength had overcome
What ecstasy pierced my raging heart
As the wind fiercely seized both our manes
All worries forgotten like kicked up dust
No one left to judge except the setting sun
How sorry I felt to see her go
Though this is not the end, not even close
It surely is not the end of my spirit dance
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