If anyone could tame a unicorn
You could. Some would not
Call it taming where each stays wild;
Refusal to encroach upon
His private flight
Some would call failure.
You are both gentle beasts.
One instantaneous flash
Of eyes met in the forest,
However, is not explained
By shyness, but by love.
By love unsatisfied. By grandeur.
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