Girls who ride horses
Wrap their
legs around you tight
I used
to climb up stairs
With your
body wound about me
A sprint
to the top where
We would
tumble down together
Breathless
Cocksure
and inexperienced
I failed
to grasp I was just
A favorite
pony
From a
stable kept semi-full
And that
all of us left you empty
But for
the moments of our ride
