Winged Horses

            Winged Horses

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I met a man.

Gentle, kind, a good man.

We walked in step,

Laughed at jokes

Only we understood.

He finished my sentence.

I completed his thought.

We loved good wine,

Better water, wet feet,

Casting for trout.

Lyrics were the best part

Of our song, the way words

Rolled off our tongues.

I could nestle into him like home.

When I relaxed into loving him,

He pulled the wings

Off my horses.

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