Lost Magic
Far away an alluring threshold
Lonely and forsaken
A gift of fantasy, behold
Crimson arches above, unshaken
Where mystical creatures abide
A world apart and forsaken
Fairy folk on moon tide
Sings song that mortals long to hear
A spiced land where enchantment abide
And there my magic hides in fear
During the mystical silent day
A spectacular sound I hear
Illusion, sorcery and strange sights so gray
Dance and sing by firefly light
As I long for magic on that crystal clear day
A pure trusting heart
To call a dragon a friend
Will this adventure last?
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2012
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