Horseplay

Oh how equid she was, and sportive of
My thunderbolt rumblings of kingdom COME
Bronco buck shot deep down into her love
With percussive endeavor, as on a drum,
Or as upon saddle flanks by inner thigh
On the hardest galloping trail ride
That ever struck an equestrian's eye!

Oh! The hindquarters of an eager bride!
Reception ready for transmission shock
As if by pulsar powered prevalence
That the densest shielding will not block
From Cupid's omnibenevolence...
Pounding like Apollo's mightiest steed!
Not with a hoof, but with the urge to breed!