By Petrouchka Alexieva Riding a Unicorn I am riding my crispy-white unicorn With sparkling star on his horn. Where am I going? Silver moonlight from above Is painting a path Among blossoming meadows Of my dreams and desires. I am riding my unicorn Through the mist; Barefooted, with veil on my hips, Softly wearing my … Continue reading Fairy Lanterns and Wings
Academy of the Heart And Mind 