Bingo Fill: A Girl and Her Horse

This poem is a fill for the "A girl and her horse" square on my Mixed Card for the Valentine's Fest.

Small warning: This gets a little sad in the last paragraph, but overall it is a happy poem. Pet owners may want to take special care when reading though.


Lightning

Alice doesn't need a man, because she has Lightning.
She doesn't need a woman either, but thanks for askibg.
Alice has Lightning, and together they ride all the trails.

Sure Alice likes human company, but Lightning is all she needs.
Sex and romance have never interested her;
the few close friendships she has are deeply satisfying in a way few understand.

When people ask if she plans on settling down,
she just pats Lightning's flank and replies, "I am settled."
This leads to many baffled looks:

Most from the non-riders, some from the weekend dabblers,
and even a few from the die hard riders, but the true horse lovers understand.
Perhaps not to the same extent

but they know the deep, unending love that can form between horse and rider.
And when she tells them Lightning is all she needs,
they nod in acceptance and stop asking about dates,

switching instead to ask about the next trail ride, the next new skill to acquire.
Down the road, when Lightning begins to age, they ask about her plans,
and check to make sure she has the support

to mend her heart when it inevitably breaks.
There will be no replacing Lightning, but in time,
there will be a new horse to capture her heart and join Lightning in being

Everything she needs.

Bingo Fill: Interracial or Interspecies Love

This is poem fills the "Interracial or Interspecies Love" square on my Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest. It can be read as a standalone but does involve the same characters introduced in "Lightning."

Flavours of Love

When people ask Alice if she's ever been in love,
she tells them she loves her horse Lightning with all her heart.
Most scoff and tell her that's not the same at all,
that one day she will find a person she loves more than Lightning,
but she knows this isn't true.

They always forget that there is more than just romantic or sexual love,
and that the other kinds are just as valid.
Alice knows, clear and true, that she would do anything to keep Lightning safe and happy,
and that Lightning would do the same for her.

Who needs a human life partner when you have a steadfast friend to ride the trails with,
who listens when you are sad, who adores being pet and even nuzzles back,
and who will spirit you away from danger, even as you make sure that danger can never come back.

As far as Alice is concerned, everyone else can have their human partners.
For Alice, Lightning is all she'll ever need.

Bingo Fill: Wet Dream

This poem fills the "wet dream" square for my Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest.

CONTENT WARNING: This poem is rated M, for erotic themes, though they aren't super explicit. If that's not your thing, read no further.

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Bingo Fill: Late Bloomer

This is a shadorma and it fills the "late bloomer" square on my Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest.

Changing Tastes
-a shadorma

Early years
so much confusion.
Girls or boys?
I want none.
Slowly awareness arrives;
I want to try now.

*Side note: this poem is not autobiographical, though my own experiences *are* a bit off standard. I tried to handle this respectfully, but if I goofed, let me know and I'll work on fixing it.