MAGIC IN THE AIR
In the heady days of discovering love
Everything looks beautiful
and on a day such as this
A misty June morning
With beams of sunlight
Slanting down through the trees
Falling on a carpet of bluebells
In the heart of an enchanted forest
One could imagine anything
As the soft breeze
Sighs and whispers through the branches
Making the sweetest music
And with My Knight there
How can there not be magic in the air...
Witch!
8th. June 1998
THERE WITH YOU
In the darkness before dawn
The mind tends to wander into fantasy
I see hazel eyes filled with intelligence and humor
In total accord with the striking Knight it belongs too
No painting was more glorious than that
And I remember your first hello and chuckle
And no symphony was more beautiful than that
And when you are near at hand
There is no place I would rather be
Then right there with you!
Witch!
9th. June 1998
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