I Believe In Unicorns
The crowd is all here; waiting for that special
one to appear.
So many nights I sit and stare, imagining, maybe,
just maybe, he will be standing there.
This rowdy bunch are all looking to find,
someone new to love, the Unicorn kind.
It is the same old scene every night, loud music,
and laughter, pretending everything is alright.
I see in a distance, someone is coming my way;
looking real good, oh my, what will he say.
Has he had his share of lies and pain; or
maybe, just looking for love again.
A rose is brought to the table for me,
compliments from the gentleman, looking down at me.
As I stand up and take his hand, magic is in the air,
as we dance to the band.
It feels so good to be held so tight; his arms so strong
holding me just right.
I have always believed, in love at first sight; but I did
not know, Unicorns really, come out at night.
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