My Pegasus, I see you fly.

I’ve longed to ride you through the sky 

With the black flowing by like a river.

I shivered in the night, but I’d always wait 

To watch you gallop by.

How I’ve dreamed of riding you

Through the turning constellations,

Above the tumultuous nations of earth,

Off into the heavenly places

Where I can see everything from a distance.

Put some space between me and them, Pegasus,

So I can see what lies in perpetuity,

And how existence would be

With a substantial expanse between me and my troubles,

And only a very fine line

Between you and me.

-jenn