Wild Horses
Hooves of Hermes thunder across the golden- bronze sand
The sheer power of their gait echoes across the land
Pearlescent manes rippling like the waves of the sea
On they gallop, so wild, so free
Muscles tense under a shell- colored coat
Refracting the ocean’s spray in a kaleidoscope
Their eyes look on in a mystic gaze
As they ride off into the sunset’s watercolored haze.
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