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Through Chestnut Eyes

It is incredible,

How so small of stares - often end up,

Giving the most enchanting moments to some souls.

 

The subtle strokes,

Made by those chestnut pupils,

A placid feeling in my heart it instills.

The sun gleamed on every one of these streaks,

Unravelling, the depth with which our eyes meet.

His eyes glittering more than the stars,

And glinted in the sun, like sh...

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Bluebell Woods

 

 

Bluebell Woods

 

In the enchanted forest, far, far away

Rabbits dress in waistcoats and chat about their day

Fairies live in toadstools, deep in the wooded dell

They sing and dance to the chimes of the quivering bluebell

An Enid Blyton story, a fairy tale or dream

Or closer to the truth, than at first it would seem

 

Down in Bluebell Woods, which is not so far ...

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Tarot Reader

Remembering things before they happen

Laying out memories that are not

Her own

Bringing out insights

To enable seekers to prepare

For as a fool 

Takes his 

Leap of faith

He becomes

A magician

It has nothing to do with her

Still she shares this

Intense experience

They had never even met

Yet their frequencies

Merged

Revealing the unknown

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Heartburn no more

Just like magic right under your nose
You are magic
Just like the fruits of the earth that we take so lightly like it's granted for infinity
The juice that we drink from the carton is magic like the orange it came from
Like the tree cut down for the carton we drink from
That magic tree...
Magic like me
Like you..
Like the lemons and limes
Make acids into alkaline almost to water
Heartbur...

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Story Time

The sun had set at its usual hour

bringing excitement for a new found desire

of a book of mischeif or maybe magical power

 

we ran to the couch with an eager thrill

and daddy read as we listened still

as we hung to every suprising and unexpected word with will

 

Witches and forests that were frozen

to adventerous journeys unchosen

 

each word that was read

had d...

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