Thursday, November 13, 2014

The Rainbow has Descended to Me

They do not worry.
They are not sorry.
They are not scared
or have even cared
about what the horses say
or about things considered nay.

They allow their fur
to let magic occur.
They profusely omit glitter
without a snicker of titter.

Such an enchanted being
is what my spirit is freeing.
And sits above my head
are the dreams to be bred.

BRALETTE| Brandy Melville
BOOTS| unif

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