Ridding on a friend

Ridding Bearback
By Mrs. Cynosure

Looping of horses feet clicking on soft dirt
feels my ears and echo's into my soul
my heart beats faster and faster
as the wind is softly blowing my hair
his huge muscles are working under my body
to show me just how magnificent he really is
gripping on to his soft main
feeling his skin rubbing on the back of my lags is as if I'm touching silk
off we go
with me floating in the wind
such a smooth gated animal
what a find to find at
the end of the world under a magical waterfall