Today the wind was blowing, love, it's fingers thru my hair... it felt like you, in all your warmth, weaving majic in the air...A love sweet incantation... a spell of unuttered bliss... a vibrant energy connection, each fiber heaven kissed...
My crown was bathed in Sunshine, swathed in a royal hue... all the while I dreamt of you, my Sun Dragon, my ONE Love, my True Blue...
Love's sweet poetry sings our song, when we are breathlessly spent... spirals of wonder dance in our dreams, the veil of illusion is gently rent...
Memories of days together... yesterdays and those not yet come... leave me with Hope of the morrow... at our Life's leisure we shall BE-come...
Written a long time ago... when someone had asked me to think on them, when I had intended to sit outside in the sun, on a warm Winter's day. I loved him a whole bunch. He was my Majic Man. But Majic Man no longer exists... at least not in this realm. I'm glad I know that Majic exists. I'm glad I experienced it.
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