White Fantasy

 

In my dream,
I found myself galloping
my white horse
with a silk mane.
It past midnight/
as I ride thru
the magic forest
as if we are flowing
against the wind
Faster and faster
flying without wings
In my fantasy;
as I gaze at the skies
Sweat running/
the smell of the leather
Perhaps, I feel so much enjoyment
I can feel the breeze
thru my pores
I can feel his bright eyes
running with ecstasy
And we go faster and faster
thru the night

Hooray!

- Jade da Rocha