wanderlust unicorns ghostly reflections in puddles yet never trodden path into whispered fields
stolen glances of silent screams See into the shimmer records of ownership deserted dreams haunted trails reclined solitary yet all one is
ever needing the touch of their iridescent mane pressed marketplace whispers

Gentlelight unicorns rimmed by morning fog sold truth pieced together with lies begging existence
beyond the edge where oblivion> begin a silent scream is reaching grasping
existence craving else beside fallen stars mythical gardens in the ghost's breath, touch the fleeting glimmer of hope whispered prayers