Horse and Rider

Our breath mingles in the stable gloom As you attire me by a spoke of moon Bridle across my face and bit between my teeth Through the mews, a-crackle with frost Led by the reins down shadowy back lanes From the village, still at-dream, we fly Cow silhouettes and starlit molehills sailing by Leaving behind a rose horizon, frozen in place You lean forward in the saddle to embrace I wonder if my lady knows there's no way back To the world from which she was born And the only way out is forward and down Along weed burst motorways, we tear Past the tangle silence of our emptied cities Over unseen churning seas we go Never-ending passage through the cold and dark Over unseen churning seas we go Never-ending passage through the cold and dark