Every day I receive a poem so tenderly written for me. It is the breath that is as fresh as the morning dew, the sunshine on my face, it makes my day. I treasure each one for every word. I wanted to share, for words so beautiful were meant to be shared.
Air of Magic
I feel the tips of your music breaking my walls
Slowly but surely allowing the vibration to heat
my soul. There is magic in the air and love in
the magic that brings me closer to your heart.
There is something more, something quiet
brewing in a muscle that I had let die.
For awhile now I slowly allow it to see the
lights.
Like the aurora for the northern sky, I allow
tones of green and blue to fill me. To heal
The place that is so hard so cold is starting
to burn.
I feel breathless and I like it.
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