The Source of Your Magic
Your presence is like a thin fabric
That I wear here and now with comfort
Unveiled through each breath I take
My eyesight like a pair of scissors,
Slices through with each blink you mirror
An ordinary day becomes a day in the life
Through the ripples of your touch
I drop into your devotion
Your tide carries me beyond sensation
With words in affectionate thought
I connect to your illusive soul
To the unknown source of your magic
A single breath away..
Our irrational fears desensitised
Subtly, you help me face the long years
Our heartbeats synchronised
I retire never having learnt your secret
And we disappear harmoniously into the past
26-12-2015
Thabang J. Ngoma
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