Sidney Mcleod
© 16 © Blonde © Taken ©
© 16 © Blonde © Taken ©
Horses are my life
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
I revel in this dangerous ecstasy
A silvery mane blows in my face
Blown back, by the wind we race
Born on by the horse’s wings
--Ivy Schex
You can catch me while I'm sleeping, darlin'
Maybe while I'm dreaming, too.
It's a lonely, lonely place for me, baby.
Must get lonely for you too.
You're so fine
I want you mine
You're so delicious
I think about you all the time
You're so addictive
Don't you know what I can do to make you feel alright?
