In twilight’s gentle embrace, where dreams softly unfold,
Lies a realm of wonder, where unicorns roam bold.
Their manes of silken stardust, glimmering in the night,
Guiding lost souls with their ethereal light.

Through forests deep and ancient, where time stands still,
They dance with moonbeams over the verdant hill.
Whispers of magic echo through the silent air,
As unicorns weave dreams beyond compare.

Their eyes, pools of mystery, hold secrets untold,
In their presence, hearts are forever consoled.
A touch of their horn, a brush with their grace,
Transforms the mundane into a sacred space.

In the land of unicorns, where fantasies take flight,
Every soul finds solace in the beauty of the night.
A world where dreams awaken, and hope is reborn,
In the gentle embrace of the unicorn’s horn.