Mariah
You see a sky with misty rose and yellow
As wisps of white clouds and blue lay above and
The dark grey hills cut across below
You feel the morning cold upon your breath
As if knowing the sun will soon arise with gold
The warmth of your companion beneath soothes
You feel the strength of her stride
As she guides you among the rough tree bark
The crackle of the leaves under her hooves
You see the steam from your breath and hers
As you glide along together in synch
The dream from the night let you alone know
That her name reflects the dawn
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