Saturday, February 19, 2011

The Invisible Spark


Magical is feeling the love
In someone's touch.
In the way they look at you.
In the way the room feels
an energy which was not present before they entered.

It has told me.
What this means.

What you mean.

Magical are the awakening senses.
And the kisses from you, to me.

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