A Poem For Asterion
I See your fur as White as Snow,
your muscles trained by your bow.
I hear the sound of your lyre,
your hooves as you climb ever higher.
I feel your hand in mine,
your strength divine.
I taste your lips sweet as wine,
your cooking just as fine.
I Smell your body it is like the sea,
your scent strong and princely.
I Love you my handsome Moo,
I Know you love me too.