A Touch Of Magic

by Krista   Apr 7, 2009


Just a simple touch of magic,
a sprinkle of glittery fairy dust.
I'll turn you into my fairytale prince
with just one mere, gentle touch.

Rythym of music reverberates inside
the place where our eyes first met.
Faces aglow with pure happiness,
ever so bright with eternal delight.

It might be a sad farewell; so long,
yearning for our eyes to lock once more.
My fairytale prince mixes into the crowd,
promises of eternal love will hold strong.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    I wanted to comment on this quick saying that when I first saw the title.. I thought of magicial dust.. and it seems like you got the same idea.. because of your beginning. I really liked your poem, lots of great word choice.

    5/5.

    Temps. :]

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