* * *
the man swam across a stream
the current swept his magic wand away
then lazy nap at the shore
butterflies landing nearby
a small girl watched the man
the magician shielded his eyes
and nodded
now he had to relearn his magic
the girl grew up
it's yours she said
oh--it's you he said
he glanced at the wand
and she vanished
he remembers the streams
and butterflies
and the girl
it was always you he marvels
wh,
2014-10-24
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Wonderful poem Senna
Guess the magic is still there after all. :)
I am glad you published this one here, Seena. I've read it before in PFD and I like it very much.
It intrigues me like a dream that is more than reality, like a meeting point of two parallel universes, like a love that it was not meant to be.
5ed & recommended.more...
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