As she strides on through the forest,
As quiet as the softest breeze,
She calls for them name by name,
To her they gallop out of the trees.
She turns her head showing a soft smile,
Towards the beat of that magical sound,
They get closer with her every stride,
Their hooves beating the earthly ground.
She turns to meet their wary gaze,
As they come to a halt in their place,
The moonlight shining off their pearl white manes,
She dressed in a glow of silk and white lace.
In the soft light of the stary night,
She welcomes them with an outstretched palm,
Over to her wanders the leader of the heard,
Enticed by the suttle charm.
And one by one they will come to her and bow,
She will dance and play with them till the break of dawn,
For she is the only one they will let themselves be seen by,
The maiden of the unicorns...
I can't remember if I've posted this before.. so yeah
This one came from a dream I had about a girl
