Semi-Daily Scribbles

An upright knight has made an offer:

"Ride into the hills with me."

Flask in hand
Hooves pounding sand
Hit the trail all romantic like
Under the hot white
Pocket full of stars
And coins so bright
They chase down every
Last shadow.

The night never stays for long.

A stranger.
An angel in cowboy boots and a 3-piece suit.
A savior.

Check the tag.

"Where did you get your wings?"