They are so rare because they are incredibly shy in their astute bravery – and invariably might get caught into neverending farther and farther circling around eachother.
So wary have they become as the world has grown harsher and more callouse that it’s a wonder that any two meet and breed, at all!
Extremely shy and evasive…
How are we ever to meet?!
“Who do I have to…?”
Just because she was a hurt mare
Didn’t mean she wouldn’t skewer
Any male thinking to
Trespass her sanctity
She’d had to allow the corruption to become a part of her in order to survive, neutralizing and owning it while bound to its puppet strings.
He’d met her there in the darkness – had called out to bridge with love’s intention, awakening the passion she’d held under tight leash as it ignited her need to embrace him.
But when she saw him suddenly in person in a brief glance shared that none before could ever compare, her hidden innocence suddenly recognized his hidden innocence – and two pairs of wide blue eyes starled back to their cores in a flash of white gold brilliance.
Transformed into unicorns and both confused by their suddenly repairing souls’ clammoring to take this union seriously, their high spirits kicked up heels in overwhelm – and tossing heads fled to opposite directions for safe distance.
How can it be that where truth resides I am very shy?
Why do I still wear these glasses that poke near my eye?
With all of our life experiences why did we both run?
Bolting opposite directions instead of toward the sun?
Her efforts would be pointless
If she were not in return prized
—
(Catch the pun? :D)
She could get knocked off of her path
But she could also reevaluate strategy
Symbol’s strength given to
Guard a woman’s chastity
“Only meant for virgins”
Message was for clarity
For the horn becomes more powerful
When it’s shared with the right woman
Sweet and sticky
Your lies convince
Of giving nourishment
But they are only excuses
Meant to keep your heart safe
After the hive’s been vandalized
“Knock” it off, already
&
Come give me a kiss!
Like unicorns brandishing horns
Climbing to the top of mountains
Bugling their vision unhearing
Other sight having equal merit
What pressures felt to be right
Rooted in earth bound so tight?
Telescopic points of dissuasion
Difficult to budge if bargaining
Goat head-butting forcing truths
Demanding respect’s adherence
Knocking others off their paths
Chiding them for not following
I wonder if they had been raised
With more gentility of generosity
Perhaps they wouldn’t need to worry
About being so righteous in their glory
And my love for them wouldn’t be wasting
Upon sharp stones where it was trampled
Note that I too can
Brandish my horn
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(Revised from original unposted writing in April)
He found her one day
Not realizing she was
Impaled by others’ horns
& Stuck to the Tree of Life
Bleeding out in silence
Trying to hide the pain
Relying on camouflage to
Avoid alerting predators
The shock in her eyes was
Recognition not rejection
Instant pushing away flash
Had been meant to protect
Both him from her desperation
And because she had infection
Kind of hard to exhibit confidence
And go prancing to a most beloved
After unsticking one’s self without
A way to cauterize deep wounding
So he left not understanding that
She wanted most to be with him
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