My Unicorn Sanctuary

"Now I will believe that there are unicorns..."
--William Shakespeare; The Tempest

UNICORN
By Maggie McCoy
He is watching me.
I can see his eyes.
Blue,
Like a stormy night on a foggy port.
A spiral,
Twisting,
Turning,
Winding its way to a peak,
Reaching for Heaven.
Catching the faintest breeze.
A stance he is in that says, "What do you see?"
I reply,"A unicorn."