Warlock
He weaves a spell on me
Like an early morning mist
Makes my world full of possibilities
With just one little kiss
He pulls on a cloak of illusion
And takes me to a higher plane
My head and heart are spinning
Nothing again will be the same
He makes the impossible seem real
That even dreams can come true
I hope this magic will continue
Or I’ll have to learn a spell or two!!!!
Like an early morning mist
Makes my world full of possibilities
With just one little kiss
He pulls on a cloak of illusion
And takes me to a higher plane
My head and heart are spinning
Nothing again will be the same
He makes the impossible seem real
That even dreams can come true
I hope this magic will continue
Or I’ll have to learn a spell or two!!!!
5 Comments:
pretty!
Abra cadabra!
i just wish the magic will be forever!
nice kim!
Can relate.. love the content, nicely written,
this sure is a fun poem!
thanks for visiting my blog, and thanks for introducing me to yours! i'll come back for more. :-)
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