Gallivanting As the Unicorn's Guest -

Galloping within the nights of her innocence he raced around the field fire chasing the heat of equine glee, the horn of his head, a wizard's weapon and a witch's wish with which a poison may be whimpered and youth enriched with longer laugh, rose gold gilding on the supernatural spike ribboned with ribs of silver spells, sensing the magic of her intuitive love the beast of God's bridge halts, her eyes pretty in patient approach, his alert with admiring admonition, they tresspass upon each other by exhalation of warm airy awe whirling from their mouths, measuring the elation of frienship newly carved, although invited to mount, the Maiden rubs her chin along his velvet nose, fingers glide through the mane like breeze through willow branches, he huffs from joy, in a gesture of supplication she kneels to the Unicorn's lead leg, one arm around and a hand of healing pressed against his ripened chest, be restless and alone no more, nibbling her ear in acceptence she giggles at the thought of adventure's anxiety, leaping like an angel possessed with purpose for playful liaisons, his back forming a saddle of supple security for her healthy frame, they join naturally, she names him Azyerbel and he rears in rejoice at the grip of her knees, riding into hinterlands of history unborn, they share courage known only to legends - J.A.B. written in honor of, and for PD.'s Unicorn Birthday Contest 2012 - Happy Birthday my Sphinx -