Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Magic

Call it down,

bring it on,

     that magic

when your hands

weave the air,

your head tilts,

hearing music

from above,

dancing,

enchanting.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013
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2 comments:

  1. HeidiDecember 7, 2013 at 6:34 PM

    Your poem reminded me of my children. I really like it.

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  2. Brian MillerDecember 8, 2013 at 8:41 AM

    that is certainly magic...which moves us to dancing and we never even hear the music...

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