A World of Magic
4 September 2015

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Straighten the measure
Music will fall soft from lips
Absurd no one quips
.
Pull the greying hood
Red long since went riding home
Flowers picked never
.
Tug a piece of war
Illusions will loosen faiths
And all in between
.
Tell and show in jar
I will grant my secrets too
Till chest is empty
.
Treasures you take home
We wove all as we spun love
I watched you coming
.
In desert I roam
Your face behind these eyelids
My only compass
.
Gift me your music
I will show you road to stars
That dance beneath skies
.
A World of Magic
Sheltered in my open palms
By your shielding hand
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