Stealing

[horsespirit]

I'm stealing a mare that is oh so fair,
Young or old,
You'll never know.
She could be as young as a newborn,
Or as old as a mother,
But I'm stealing only one.
One of the huns.

Golden as a flower,
but the color is between.
Eyes so warm and yet neutral.
You have your dark points and your light points.

You have a unique name,
As so does another.
Though remember I'm only stealing one,
So now hun.
Figure out my riddle.
My poem,
My so called act of evil.
So um,
I should give a few more hints.

You sparkle with your own kind of light,
Come to me,
I will help you in a way.

If you need more hints,
Then ask me for one and only one hint more.

[Cantora]

Smoke Blocks Calipso lol

[horsespirit]

It is not she, though I'm sure you know who it is by now.

[Cantora]

Yeah lol sorry but Smoke blocks Bjou too

[horsespirit]

I know, just to explain the dark point of Bjou is her eyes which I'm guessing are brown.

[Cantora]

yeah they are. I originaly thought it was Calipso because when you said dark and light i thought you meant her dark legs and light pelt lol. Good poem though.