The Disenchantment

You enticed this horse from its stable, its shell
With no guarantee that all would end well
But you were a mare
To which none could compare
Your wild wanderlust
I was eager to trust
We ran to places I dared never to explore
Your free spirit always hungry for more
I wanted so much to be a part of your herd
To listen to every bohemian word
I look fondly on those nights of freedom
A piece of you tethered to each of them
Those shards of you picked my shackles
No longer bound by those jackals
You left off on another adventure no doubt
Your gypsy soul, I couldn't live without
I chased after you, your being, that flowing mane
But when I found you, saddle and all, you were tamed

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