Unicorn

 

Unicorn

The woman you want most…
Is a unicorn.
You will never tame her.  
Your ring will never contain her.
Your name will never claim her.
She is wild as the moon,
Shimmering white,
The ghost of your mindsky’s night.

 

You can try to forge a bridle,
Made out of plastic credit,
And dollar bills.
You can try to form a saddle,
Secured by the thrusts of your cock
Or the seed of your children.
And she may wear both bridle
And saddle.
But in her heart she is wild.

 

So the only way to tame the unicorn,
To set your inflamed heart at ease--
Is to become no longer a man,
But the grass on which she grazes,
The wind that rustles her hair,
The ground on which she sleeps,
The sun that warms her skin,
And the hand of every cowboy
She chooses to fancy for a dance.

 

For none but the universe itself can
Tame a unicorn.
So become the universe,
And she will be yours.

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11 comments

  • This is beautiful Aubrey.

    Peter Robinson
  • Love it Aubrey!!
    Beautiful Poem.
    Wise and true you are!

    Kyle
  • He is referring to his fiancé not an actual unicorn!! You cannot fully possess another human as your own no matter what titles are tossed in the mix. She could be your wife have your kids but if she chooses she can have another cowboy if she truly wanted.. poetry is legit just like his book… really everything Aubrey Marcus is good stuff!!

    Matt
  • I can hear your voice clearly in my mind while I read this and I can’t help but laugh, then the mood becomes more sober. It’s like “how foolish of me to think I could tame a unicorn as a man!” Very nice.

    Mark
  • Wow that’s really good! Theodore Roosevelt was a big poetry fan.

    Trevor

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