Nomads
Please note that this submission is adult (18+) in nature, and should only be read by those who are of legal age to do so.
A short poem back from 2017, originally written as a submission for Heat back when it was running and accepting erotic poetry. In this poem two horse anthros choose a nomadic life in order to be together.
Long have we shared forbidden dreams,
Kept secret by an art of subtle glances
While I went about braiding your mane,
So you could at least be beautiful before a fight.
Now as you gather my pale hide, close,
Under the halter of your rowan coat,
I feel your words, breathing out our secrets,
Lying curled, kidding the crux of my neck.
When I close my eyes I can glimpse
Us both caught in the gallop,
Bodies shivering, slick with sweat,
Joining the thunder across the plain.
Like a dark horse you came to me
And stole me away for the night.
Breathless, we outlawed ourselves,
Sacrificing our unsullied names
Purely for the sake of unbridled love.
I have no doubts now as sensation riots,
How well you play the full-blooded stallion;
I was right to cast away a kingdom for you.
Now, run your hands carefully over me,
Remember how I used to braid your mane,
Weaving with whispers of how you'd care for me.
Of that promise I never had a doubt.