Now she's a wild one
Whom I can't hunt!
Just makes you chase her
Like mirage
In a desert
She's real
But becomes
Unreal
Very soon
She'll make you
Run Run and run
To chase her
                            Ufffff.
She's beautiful
Attractive
Has a hide
Of real gold
Body of thoughts
Untold
Hooves
Of beauty
That do but
Touch the ground
Very rarely
Ok now she'll make you
Kneel down
Surrender to her
Oh she wants to enjoy
You and your attention
She's a whimsical
Attention seeker
Ok you close your eyes
And when you open them!......….
She's not there
Disappeared into
A land unknown
I know she'll
Come again
But when
And will she stay?
Now one really knows!
Ok you need for her
Some gunnery of
Real words!
She's poetry!