Unicorn

The full moon
beaming through the trees
cascading down the leaves
trickling down the petals
into sparkling, gentle eyes.

Stories are in those eyes
love, life, sorrow, mystery, happiness
two deep, brown, almond eyes
looking at me,
searching.

Moving into the light
comes an alabaster face
hair billowing down
its neck and brow
gazing eyes still peer in mine.

Instantly turning and running
moonlight reflecting
galloping away
emitting starlight from a solitary horn
a dream, reality, a unicorn.