Watching the Wild Horses Dance
A poem by Sophia Pelegrino
gold cuts across dry sand while their hooves knock over dead bushes, rife with spark and spite. two wild bodies crash against the other energy generated through red rocks and tumbleweeds. passion breeds kicked dust clouded around their feet and those who watch quiet to let them find each other. two wild horses brawl then placate themselves on the soft, supple still that comes once they simmer.