I once met a unicorn…

I once met a unicorn…
Yes, such wild things still exist…
I greeted her with a hoarse growl…
She greeted me with a kiss.

She led me to a still pond…
It had a feeling of absolute calm…
With gentle shade…
Where I could only think of the possible.

In this place there was no difference between yes and no…
No bewilderment from past decisions…
An abundance of fairy dust…
That made my worries turn to faded fringes.

She flicked her thoughts from her tail…
Creating in me a long pause in a lifetime of longing…
The breeze rippled my fur…
Giving me the strength to jump over the battlements.

You may think, “How ridiculous!”
There is no such thing as a unicorn…
Yes, they may be part of a disappearing wilderness…
But they exist, far and few, far and few.

It is the place I nest everyday…
Dreaming of you and those wonderful moments…
With the mantra, “One of a kind, one of a kind…”
Yes, I’m thinking of you.

Of course, you are my unicorn.

I love you,

Annie