Horses Make Me Happy, You, Not So Much
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Horses make me happy, you, not so much
Almost like a feather I rode into its fold
Laid my little little fingers upon her feet,
Turned with her fingers like a glowering lily,
Lifting a little eyes with scintillating light,
Made me the soaring desire, the eager gaze,
Making it the trail of a bright morning fire,
Bright with a glowering and a great desire!
Something within your heart, like a dusky fire,
Lifting a seething shell with its own desire;
Something within it soars aloft to that wild height
Might break a shell with its eternal mystery
That beat in sweet captivity, unto the soul.
Even to the rhythm of a Calvary's flow
Descend to the hour of my listening soul.
Thus I demand a young melody of the dawn
Forge me a magic charm from my captivity.
Once I behold within the halls of ecstasy,
Wherein the key of the wildly menace of time
Near the infinite gates of the upwinding way.
Softly across the wide horizon of my youth,
Sent with the gleam of a smile upon the truth
Concealed in the hour of our separate youth
Without the hour to dissever, for the truth
Expire and probation, and the interplay
Of the infinite wealth, of the ultimate plan.
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