Ariana

Ride horses with leather leads, my lover asks, sway gently in the breeze, pray to an altar at noon, how can you live like that, my heart rises like a salmon, it feels the air I breathe, the kids are up and gone, is all loving done furtively, I want to tell her soon, get away from this prattle, break the ship of fools, raise my spirits to believe, gallop instead of trot, I’m not some innocent Eve, dancing in the perfect gloom, my eyes set on the past, the gentle sea's so smooth, raise me here at last.