PART I - His Beauty

A majestic creature
With legs of four.

Half-Arabian Paint Gelding.

Muscles ripple with desire
And tremble with expectation:

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A magnificent coat
With dashes of
Luminous and opalescent white,
Coming and going,
Blending and parting,
With burnt sienna sand
planted in the Earth's core,
Shifting and swirling
Into each other,
Confident and vibrant,
Subtle and elegant,
A never changing constant
Visualization scraped across
A beautiful canvas:

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A true Medicine Hat,
Sacred and a God,
A spell of protection--
No harm can come by
No stone,
Nor arrow,
No rifle-round,
Nor lightening.
A copper tint sky adorning
Ears and poll,
A russet horizon
Leaving it's mark
Beneath a cloud foam mane,
A gentle smile tossed
In the wind.

One prized blue eye,
a vast and infinite
Sky blue,
Soft and clear.

The other eye dark
with wonder,
Full of courage and hope.

Muzzle pink and velveteen,
Each whisker
Tickling the soul.

Will branded a steel
Shield across the chest
A precious wild nature
Coloring a deep rust
Burning bright as sunrise,
Spirited and vivid,
As though in free frenzies
And blood stained wars:

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But I prefer Good 'Ol Boy:

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PART II - My Ember

His beauty outshines
anything and everything.
Slow and steady,
warm and fuzzy:

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Burn in my heart.

But Winter in Summer has come.
The cold air invades my lungs:

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My breath visible,
Brisk and empty,
Distant and bitter.
A hollow echo
Seeping into my soul.
All that he is
Is a memory...
A blurry piece of my past,
Shimmering and floating high:

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And fading away.

Little flame warm me.
An endless white sear,
For this journey ahead.
Reassure me everything
Will be fine.
Steel my resolve and continue.

No matter the distance,
I find ways for his ember
to burn bright and clear.
Art with an open heart,
Desire ethereal and beautiful,
Sweet and serene
As a kiss of fire
And wild as the wind:

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He ties my thoughts together,
Reminds me of peace.
His beauty inspires
My inner romantic--
Honey coated rhythms
Of synchronized hearts beating,
Reminds me of love.
Hooves thundering in steps unbound:

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Powerful strides of
Splendor and sleekness,
Grace playing a liberating song,
Reminds me of joy and freedom,
A future I can hold.

He is not mine,
Nor could he ever truly be.
But he is my soulmate.
My love deeply rooted,
always growing, forming, stretching,
intertwining and braiding,
cloud foam with brunette.
Always he will be
The horse of my heart:

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This winter will pass.
The Summer will shine again,
Radiant and warm,
Confident and pure,
Golden light beams dancing.
This ember will grow back
to a flame,
flickering, licking, flaying.
I know I can thank you by name:

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