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