Demon Eastoe - The Beach Horse

The horse galloped over the sand,
running in the sea,
Frolicking and playing,
for as long as time could be,

Stretching out his muscled neck,
as his hooves dig in the sand,
And parallel to the ocean,
The black horse ran,

And as past towering waves he thundered,
Drenched by ocean spray,
The Black horse ran over the beach,
until the end of the day.

Demon Eastoe

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