Princely a black running horse
Shining wildness; inner sexual strength ,
On a longwinded dark street
Sketching nudity; taking sensual breath .
Shadows of whole cosmos
Following the path drawn behind ;
His long floating hair
Breaking all rules of seduced wind .
Truth of heavenly freedom
Grinning with his shiny bushy tail ;
His eyes shaping intellect
Bordered with emotion; wild but pale .
Everything but him remains still
No memory, no past, nothing to feel
Only facing towards pains to kill
All senses dying on the top of hill .
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