Jointlyjonathan, 30

I am young, and reckless.
Like a wild stallion, I roam the wilderness.
The moonlight fuels my passion,
I am searching for her.

She is soft like the snow,
And has eyes that sparkle like the starlit sky.
Her aroma is captivating,
It intoxicates me.

But her love is fleeting,
As morning arises I cannot find her.
She is gone with my heart,
The snow makes me cold.