Leitrim's Sands by Stan Long

He follows lightly
in his reins
Leitrim's sands
fetlock deep
in foam his rider
just a slip who
her stallion home
the gallop
and the canter
burned out of him
beast and pride
by her knees
by the mere touch
of small white
   he walks
head down
snorting quietly
at her heels

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