From the mists she steps love in the purest form, Silky mane flowing down her side in small ripples and swirls of pink. Light then dark upon bright and dull, All the shades portrayed in her mane and body.
Her shining spiral horn a treasure trove of color, Reflecting every tone and shade and etching them in my heart. Strength and elegance combined in such a sweet beauty, Gracing us with real love she truly is Pink Majesty.
Far and wide her fame is known for the joy and love she brings, Yet nobody can ever find her unless she truly wishes it. Now here she stands before me giving peace to my soul, Filling my heart with profound joy and a calm serenity.
Fairy tales talk of unicorns of white and black, Yet so often neglect to mention the pink unicorn of love. Her every step brings flowers while hope, joy, and love follow her, My heart weeps at this gift from her Pink Majesty.
