Yes, I know it's abstract It was this or some really, depressing whining from my I'm a drunk stage. Have I mentioned, I've got writer's block. I've not written anything but emails in 3 years. I've developed a case of happiness and it's totally killed the poet in me.  Maybe it will help with the novel?

Anyway, this is an older piece, 2001. It's my soul sister's favorite, so I thought what the heck?  The title, has nothing do with the poem, other than Lily is the character from the movie Legend.  Her touch is what brought the Unicorns to their doomed fate...