monsoon cloud kiss forehead
of the mountains and melt down
magic spell of rain
I have a secret to tell,.. Or maybe it's just a magic
spell.
,... Those three words i said to you went unheard, ...you said you loved my hands,...
.. I said I
love you,.. You said that you loved the way I touched you,.... I said I love you,.... you said you loved the way kissed your lips,.
....I said I love you,
.....I have a secret to tell,.... Or maybe it's just a magic spell,... You took me down your destructive path and left me for dead, your secrets were kept, but I knew,.... in my dreams while I slept, your lustrous ways, the lies and the way you betrayed,I have a secret to tell,.... or maybe it's just a magic spell..... you stabbed the knife so deep into my heart, twisting and turning tearing it apart,..... being in the moments with you, the music, songs that strike a match of memories,those burning thoughts fill my head up with smoke, I have a secret to tell,
...or maybe it's just a magic spell,.
.. The
hurtful words that rolled off your tongue in your departure, knew the secrets you kept, in my dreams while I slept, I saw everything that you were hiding, the lust for him was so inviting, I have a secret to tell,..... Your secret is safe with me
Lustrous eyes bewitch me
As if a spell of gratifying love is cast
I can't flee
I have no hold
And control over my actions
Untold
To take
Counter steps to
Break
Lustrous eyes bewitch me
And control over my actions
Break
When the magic spell is broken and the fog begins to lift.
And the heat of the day breaks through and clarity is no longer adrift.
The damp quickly dries and the light erases doubt.
No longer in the comforting mist things are so clear they shout.
It takes a while to exit that mist when its rose colored glasses you wear.
And its grief you experience because even so you still care.
So stop and smell the roses, feed the soul, sooth the heart.
A new day has dawned and with it a new start.
When the magic spell is broken. - Artimus (C) Susan Manley 11/3/2009
“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Enchanted heart light pulse no rein can quell
Moonbeam frenzy rippling through souls entwined
Dark midnight hour gasp a charmed sleigh bell
Golden whispers permeate our hub aligned
Pearl-eyed lustrous jinx free oath undersigned
We bare toe dash at wishful madcap pace
As eros leaves its comet far behind
Early red dawn passion etched in sheer lace
Spring day mystic zenith, her glow tone face
Closer to nirvana, deep first blush team
Eternal heaven, haunt, or secret space.
Breath of sky rapt tender link’s heady stream
Otherworld amidst engagement ring theme
Doves that skim and coo silver froth afloat
Bright souvenirs en route unveil a gleam
Sensual laughter spurs hypnotic note
blithely fosters harmonising fond quote
Erotic fervour cast your lucky shroud
O'er honeymooner’s trance on dream boat
Line 3
The newborn baby looks with its wide eyes
When the dear mother moves away, it cries.
The mom's aura fills smiles and makes it well.
"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell."
When the child babbles, the father gets thrilled.
Cuddles it in his safe hands and gets chilled.
When the child toddles, the dad makes a yell.
"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell."
Grew heroic as a freedom lover
wants to come out of parents' hardcover
Passionate dreams in which he wish to dwell
"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell."
Wins his love and becomes Mister Perfect
Leads his family with all self respect
Turns to His agape love and bids farewell
"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell."
LOVE WEAVES A MYSTERIOUS MAGIC SPELL
Blooming avid hearts, where reveries dwell,
“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Turning daydreams into amorous fairytale
Of endeavors esoteric smitten passions unveil,
Sketching emotions, fantasies ecstatic ignite,
Threading themes, musings-intimate write,
Embroidering bliss upon tapestries of mind,
Bedecking realm heavenly, destiny designed,
Rejoicing springs roaming on fragrant breeze,
Sailing blue seas, summer’s aspirations seize,
Exultant in notions of love, autumn weaves,
Choreographing dance of falling gold-leaves,
Luring besotted eyes fixating on moonlit skies,
Vying impulses-romantic, fervid moods surmise,
Rhapsodic in elation, aglow in stellar delight,
Hypnotizing minds caressing proffers of night,
“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Blooming avid hearts, where reveries dwell,
Culminating in sweet rendezvous desires plea
Threading intimate fantasies for you and me.
"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell"
when first it comes. Oh, how can you explain
that feeling that so many know so well?
It comes to guys or gals. Some feel insane!
You’re often transfixed once you’ve been hit
by Cupid’s arrow, for you’ll strongly feel
so very strange. What magic is in it?
You might not sleep or eat it’s so unreal.
I know I hardly slept or ate too much
when love had struck me spell-bound for a while.
I wrote sweet verses longing for his touch,
which praised his eyes, his hair, his warmth and smile!
#3
"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell"
Bewitching, insane feeling I know well.
This infatuation, passion, does dwell.
Such little time has passed where once a dream,
Have loved beneath starry skies that had seemed.
Memories as they slowly fade and scream.
Your absence overshadows in tatters.
Aware of that's been stolen that matters.
My all, body, and soul, slowly shatters.
Through deprived lace fingers parted from you,
I've died every day waiting, if you knew.
Every breath I take just thinking of you.
7/19/2023
You walk in wasteland for years in winter,
desire the embrace of warm sea azure,
get the yearned niche where the heart won’t splinter,
that’s where you discover love not obscure.
In your shining sky silver moon moves slow,
at dawn the sun bursts with colors to lure,
the dew pearls adorn your meadow to glow,
that’s when you discern the mystique love pure.
As the sunny days of entwined walk ends,
with lingering touch emotions endure,
happy heart beats in rhythm the feeling blends,
that’s when you know you’re lost in love for sure.
In the longing dream if you feel you dwell,
“love weaves a mysterious magic spell”.
#3
Who knows the ways of love? Like the ways of the universe!
Trust and hope full, "LOVE WEAVES A MYSTERIOUS MAGIC SPELL";
Unconditionally knit, like cells of creatures diverse,
Amalgamating with diversities, it exists well...!
The needs of others get precedence, my needs are reduced,
Assumptions and presumptions back seated, care firmly sticks;
Prohibitions and packages gone, freedom is induced,
Solicitude and sensitivity, like fast friends mix...!
When I accompany you and you accompany me,
Don't we internally feel happy, content, and fulfilled?
My ego and your ego kept aside, goodness we see,
Physical and psychic illnesses within us are healed...!!!
From a realm of self-absorption, quite exclusive
The reason for this feeling inside me was illusive.
Unconsciously putting his welfare before my own.
I am realising this fondness for him has grown.
Is love the course I felt like my heart would burst?
It seemed to be suddenly his feelings came first.
Previously the only one to care about was me.
This feeling of love inside me, makes me happy.
This "love weaves a mysterious magic spell".
When it began, I am sure I don’t know. I can’t tell.
Did it begin when first he took my hand to hold?
Or when he wrapped his coat round me, I was cold.
I am not sure just when this spell overcame me.
When my directions got us lost, he didn’t blame me.
Could it have been the first time we tenderly kissed.
Hope this feeling never leaves, it would be missed.
3
I saw a wizard cast a magic spell.
Six dolphins jumped from the sea.
He asked me kindly not to tell.
They grew legs and danced with glee.
They really danced quite well.
He caught a wave in his hand,
From one of the seven seas
He turned it into a strip of land.
On that island he put some trees,
Also, tropical flowers quite grand.
He then turned his attention to me.
He suggested a gift, very expensive.
And asked what I wanted to be.
He stood looking very pensive.
I answered emphatically “just me.”
A night fairy fantasy with a magic blue umbrella
levitating into a phantasmal world of silver dragon flies
She is a Fairy Damsel with 24 gold petals
dancing to the spellbinding tune of a Pixie Brigadoon;
Unaffected by time in this far remote little place,
everything is left behind, even reality...
Enter into this Sanctuary of pure Make Believe
and just like Mary Poppins who was wind blown from the east
you too can be transported into a time and place
where magic is sprinkled, with elective grace ;
A six inch Fairy with a whimsical pose
is calling out to you o'er a flaming cauldron,
Two dragonfly wings and a touch of fairy dust
here take a sip
if you find it too strong, we can always re-adjust.
August 16 2022
Pour your self-love
In your heart
And decorate it
With the flowers of hope
Then you will see
It will be charmingly
Kicking and ticking
Oh! My friend
Consider this as
A magic spell
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