Pricilla, So Exciting

PRICILLA, SO EXCITING!

Pricilla, so exciting--!
A flashy, prancing mare!
I admired you explicitly
in the haughty autumn air.

My heart longed to ride you
as your eye bid me to dare
and the calling of your hoof
matched your self-assuming flair.

As you stomped upon the ground
I watched you shy, pivot and stare.
As you rolled your eyes all white,
I was intrigued, caught in your snare.

The earth, beneath your hooves
crooned idylls to me there
as I stood, entranced, beside you
longing to draw nearer.

To touch your quivering flesh
was to know a poem rare
and the way your life was spent
indeed, was so unfair.

Pricilla, so exciting--!
If I had known how you would fare,
I would have held you to my bosom
where we could never more dispair.