Posted on February 25, 2014 at 10:39:18 PM by MIDAS
STARING AT THE BOTTOM OF YOUR GLASS
hoping one day you'll make a dream last
BUT DREAMS COME SLOW AND THEY GO SO FAST
Rosalita, a pretty name. The smoky black’s large, trusting eyes and soft curvature show the stallion she means no harm. She has no ulterior motives.
The gold has studied equine body language and this one’s was simple, not guarded, not mysterious. Muscles relax and jaw goes slack. A smile ripples across chocolate maw. “Of course, Rosalita”. The name tastes sweet on the tongue. “But fair warning – I am not a home for a mere passerby, if you seek refuge for a season, seek my neighbor.” Crown jolts in the general direction of paradise.
The ridge is after all, a fortress, a kingdom, a family. And the king is very protective, very needy some may say. Once a mare is in his golden sights – she does not part from the hoard easily. “El Barocco…” He pauses. The name – something so familiar, it scratches at the back of his mind. A compulsion on the tip of his tongue though he cannot yet place it. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he smiles again to her, “Come, Rosalita. I will show you the secrets within this rocky fortress.”
And with that, and a whisk of golden tail, he turns and moves into the jungle.
The gold has studied equine body language and this one’s was simple, not guarded, not mysterious. Muscles relax and jaw goes slack. A smile ripples across chocolate maw. “Of course, Rosalita”. The name tastes sweet on the tongue. “But fair warning – I am not a home for a mere passerby, if you seek refuge for a season, seek my neighbor.” Crown jolts in the general direction of paradise.
The ridge is after all, a fortress, a kingdom, a family. And the king is very protective, very needy some may say. Once a mare is in his golden sights – she does not part from the hoard easily. “El Barocco…” He pauses. The name – something so familiar, it scratches at the back of his mind. A compulsion on the tip of his tongue though he cannot yet place it. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he smiles again to her, “Come, Rosalita. I will show you the secrets within this rocky fortress.”
And with that, and a whisk of golden tail, he turns and moves into the jungle.
MIDAS
everything you love surely dies
everything you love surely dies