My desire for you is a raging stallion,
bucking and frothing, unruly and wild.
I thought that it would remain unbroken forever,
until you fashioned a bridle of compassion thread by thread,
with each glorious gift from your horse tamers lips.
You have tamed the brutal passions that drive such an animal,
and you've contained my fiery longing, in your corral of endless loving.
You have lead me with your kindness, to the waters of your loveliness.
I will drink, drink deeply, until this wet and passionate world of ours is a desert.
How many lifetimes? Unlimited mouthfuls. It would take my whole existence
to make a dent in the bottomless sea of your radiance,
I want you
to ride me forever, with wanton abandon, as I buck and I surge,
wild and unruly.
I want to feel
your warm thighs wrapped tightly around me, your relentless
hands caressing me endlessly, as we ride across these plains,
with unbridled ecstasy.
Cling to me,
press your face into my neck, and kiss me my lovely,
as we ride on as far as my desire, and your magnificence will take us,
and even then we shall go a league further, until we collapse in our embraces.
They will know that we have lived, and loved, they will know we were wild,
just a stallion and his rider, who cares about anything else?
All I want
is to feel
your body
against me
as you ride me, and cover me in your pleasures.
All else is immaterial.
You my sweet rider, are all a stallion like me needs.
A Burns 2012
Still in Boston, I wrote this for you my love. Until I see you again, my words will have to serve as a substitute for my lips.