Is this real, or is this fantasy? <br />The wind rushing forcefully <br />Through my long dark hair <br />The feel of the cool air <br />Beneath the horse’s wings <br /> <br />Is this real, or is this fantasy <br />The muscles work powerfully <br />To drive us into the night <br />The stars wink like little lights <br />Above the horse’s wings <br /> <br />Is this real, or is this fantasy? <br />As I ride over the ocean and sea <br />My muscles tense as I hold <br />My skin red from the windy cold <br />Flowing past the horse’s wings <br /> <br />Is this real, or is this fantasy? <br />I revel in this dangerous ecstasy <br />A silvery mane blows in my face <br />Blown back, by the wind we race <br />Born on by the horse’s wings <br /> <br />Is this real, or is this fantasy? <br />As we fly through the air swiftly <br />My face is lifted toward the sky <br />Arms outstretched, wind rushing by <br />The beating of the horse’s wings <br /> <br />Is this real, or is this fantasy? <br />Faster and faster, we seem to fly <br />The wind tugging at my body <br />As I look to the heavenly bodies <br />Shining on the horse’s wings <br /> <br />Is this real, or is this fantasy? <br />My horse flies gracefully <br />Over the fields and streams <br />Are these things only my dreams? <br />Sitting between the horse’s wings<br /><br />Ivy Schex<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/between-my-horse-s-wings-expanded/
