My heart pounded within my chest, a mix of excitement and fear. My dream at the edge of my grasp, I’m finally here. The moment I laid my eyes upon him, the sun created an angelic glow around his golden coat. I immediately became calm the second my fingers met his neck, he looked at me, eyes soft and...Read more

We are like the sun and moon. Always a day away. Yet in my mind, we are forever together. In every lyric, every story as if we were the hoof and hand of it. Like it was made for us, foreshadowing the day we meet. ...Read more

To love me is to make me feel that writing isn't the only way I'm seen. That my voice will stain your ears like my words on paper. To love me is to laugh with me — but respect me when the line is crossed. To love me is to love every inch with body and mind, to adore every flaw, and always cra...Read more

Beneath the ruins of a tragic abyss, I was oblivious to the echoing hoofbeats. The darkness crowded the edge, suffocating my last breath, until— Rays of light broke through the clearing; angelic melodies guided me onward. Two souls born beneath the same sign: One with hooves, the other with hands....Read more

(The horses prospective) Unable to speak – not even a word. If I were able, would they listen? No — For they are all deafened by pride. There is nowhere to hide. Trained not to flee, merely a fearless machine “It's my job.” they say — but they truly mean I have no choice, bent against my will, ...Read more

My heart, an open wound, bandaged tight to mask the hurt. Yet, I bestow my time like a butterfly’s wings — even and fair, for the chosen ones I care. Is this gift merely a flaw? My drawbridge of love stays lowered, a path for many to tread upon, only for me to remain the final choice. Am I thund...Read more