my secret mustang

you stood in the middle of my life

an impasse.

interwoven with my heart

surreptitiously entrenched yourself into my thoughts.

i let you.

once upon a time,

before you stood on my heart,

i ran free,

like a mustang in an open field.

mane flying in the wind,

hooves on the ground,

shattering the earth as she pounds forward,

not knowing where she is headed,

but tilting forward at full force

filled with the exhilaration of life

as fresh mountain air rolls down the hills

into her lungs.

you moved my mountains.

you stole my air.

you trampled my heart.

you broke me.

i let you.

you rode me.

bred me.

bridled me.

haunted me.

disrespected me.

i let you.

then you let me run free.

you let me try to be

the me I used to be.

the me who ran free and

drank from clear springs flowing

deep within hidden valleys.

then you tried to put the me

i found out there

away.

i didn’t let you.

i kept her.

secreted her away in the corner,

covered her with dust so you wouldn’t see.

i fed her.

i loved her.

i honored her.

she grew strong.

she grew in me.

you saw flashes of her,

brief glimpses of that beautiful strong

free mustang

i used to be.

you padlocked my pen.

you strained to keep me in.

you scrambled to build a stronger fence.

i didn’t let you.

i run free now.

i flung myself upon her back,

gripped her beautiful mane

with all my strength as she leapt

toward freedom,

taking me with her.

i am no longer yours.

i am mine.

Mine alone.

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