Behold the Stallion

My face remains unfathomed,
My tail a banner long,
My frame was wraught in twighlight,
My soul Poseidon's song;

My stride rolls like the ocean,
My heart beats fierce as fire,
My touch is like a potion,
My stride it is desire;

And would you place,
A tarnished hand,
Upon my sea-spray hide?
Then if you dare,
Then do so now,
Upon my back,
And ride;

My thunder is eternal,
My song is bold and strong,
I'll take you to the edge of earth,
I'll fly the whole night long,
Give up your heart to my deep eyes,
I'll never say a word,
My silence is a golden one,
And only you have heard.