The horse my dreams
A beautiful, black mare
She needs no themes
And has beautiful, black hair

She is kind and gentle
But a little wild at heart
Just a tad temperamental
And ever so smart

And in my dream
She gallops with me *******
And her eyes gleam
Glinting black

And when I ride her
All the worries are gone
We only exist, in the world of summer
With a beautiful dawn

I know not who this horse is
I say
But deep down I know that this
Is truly the horse of my dreams