Pegasus

Pegasus
Form: Spenserian Stanza

To ride on Pegasus - the white winged horse,
I'd fly across the skies to be with you,
defining love, a mystic dream, of course,
where senses waken with the morning dew.
My Pegasus, his wings of shimmering sun,
I'd grasp his mane and ride the open sky,
to see the truth beyond the easy fun,
astride his back, my horse like love can fly,
can love be real or just another wasted lie?

©JezzieGFarmer2009

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