February 24, 1992 9:30 a.m. poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

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"The White Horse Breaks Free"

I feel unbridled passion
Gallop fiercely, yeilding naught
Hurtling me toward bliss and fusion
Riding on and can't be caught
Slipping free from consciousness
Into a bright white void
Mixing pain and happiness
A sharp brief moment overjoyed.

I don't know how to act sometimes
When faced with feelings dug as deep
As yours, and when I focus find
The crevice wide and steep.
So open up and swallow me
I'll switch off conscious thought
And for that moment passion
Gallops feely, yeilding naught.

She rides a wild free stallion
Never saddled, never broken
Never would she yield, nor stand
For shallow love's lost token
I will ride with passion
Fill deep feelings full with me
And for that sharp brief moment
Feel ecstasy's eternity.

1992

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