Horse wet from the rain
stands nostril to nostril in the barn with me
the dampness of her face
rising softly on the breath between us
~~~
Water, breath, air
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Ellen Symons Writes
Ellen Symons Writes
Horse wet from the rain
stands nostril to nostril in the barn with me
the dampness of her face
rising softly on the breath between us
~~~
A Space to be Filled 