Powerful yielding
How fortunate I am to bestride you,
To feel your strength between my thighs,
And the power, which could unseat me with ease,
Yet yields to the slightest touch of my heels.
The arch of you neck lends to your submission in my hands,
As I hold and guide you with subtle movements fingers alone,
But the wind in your mane and in my hair as well,
Speak to the freedom and joy you give to me.
Cryssa
And the empathy you have,
and the love you have for,
your friend is clearly evident.
richard
thanks for sharing Karen
love & peace
William
I've been riding for 17 years but I still remember what it was like the 1st time i rode
beautifully written
Chels
xxxx
and your words are so true
I only got to ride a horse once but boy
I do remember how wonderful it was!!
Brilliant write!
Wishing You Peace Love and Light...Yolie
God bless you,
Kathy
Regis
Yea! I sure love when school is out. That is why I am glued to the computer posting poems to my heart content. Life is good! I love it! Great poem.
Nicole
Love,
Sage
Love Tinka
Fee
PS: Happy upcoming birthday on Saturday and may you have many more.
life does tend to get in the way of our personal joys doesn't it...
Much peace, love and light my dear friend!
Amber