The scent of a horse arouses my soul, intoxicating my whole into a drunken stupor.
Its opulence radiating the nobility of this wonderous creature.
Eminating pride and rapture.
The feel beneith my fingers, velvety and warm.
Blood pulsing just below my touch.
The tepid breath against my cheek leaves me quivering.
My heart fleeting.
The swoon this entrancing beauty has bestowed upon me, leaving me reeling in its aura…