Sharing Christine’s take on the Prompt,
What do you see;
Enjoy!
He calls me Unicorn
Underneath the magic
There shines a little light
That brings you through the darkness
To have a brighter sight.
The magic is compelling
As anyone can see
That’s why he calls me Unicorn
A bit of fantasy.
He says that I am special
And that my love is pure
I know that he has helped me
Through sorrow, he’s my cure.
I do feel quite at peace with him
Despite what others think
My love is true and so is his
He is my missing link.
©2020 C Bialczak
nice one!
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Thanks a lot Beth.
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Nice! ❤
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Thanks 🙏
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A delightful poem, it really goes with the image!
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Indeed it is. 👍
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