01 October 2012

till that deep darkness do fetch me away

let’s make-believe it be a friendly steed
offer cored apples, carrots snapped in half
to that midnight muzzle nuzzling toward me
through the ragged gaps in the stable slats
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  1. AmberOctober 2, 2012 at 8:30 PM

    This is utterly lovely.

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  2. B.R.October 2, 2012 at 11:00 PM

    Dear Amber,
    Thank you for your generous comment.
    Hope all is well on your end.
    Cheers,
    B.R.

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