The Stallion And I Poem by Allison Barnett

I'm ready, so ready
to release the beast I master
The cords in his arched neck tremble
berating my control
A buck warns me of worse to come
he isn't satisfied with prancing,
nature urges him
I smile, eager as my steed
to feel the earth pounding beneath our feet
Finally, finally I grant his wish
Lunging forward, our bodies connect
As one we feel the wind through our mane,
the lengthening churn of our legs
and the discreet balance of the rider we carry
Our muscles flex; this is what we were meant for
Familiarity calls to us,
calls us back
But we are unable to answer
Finally we are free