You whispered in my ear
Your midwife had cleared
Your womb for a child.
I am a Percheron stallion suddenly,
Moving slowly before you
My powerful muscles rippling
Beneath my dappled grey coat.
Jumping, pawing, poised for the click
Of steel on steel and the “Hup!”
I lurch forth, pulling impossible weight
Barely straining as the tonnage I am
Tethered to tears the earth, “Whoa!”
I jingle the brass rings of my harness
Prancing lightly on my massive hooves.
You whinny your approval so
I trot to you and nuzzle your neck
Then move to your rear to sniff
And sneer, filling my nose
With the sweet smell of your
Sex in heat.