LETTER 193 – MAGIC
MAGIC
© RYAN GUILEY
A hidden fortress inside the lair,
She was there the whole time,
Concentrating with her care,
Easy to detect as it isn’t prime.
So much gossip which are lies,
Stories that are so fabricated,
I can tell from her disguise,
These moles are not persuaded.
Can’t accept reality to the top,
Sometimes I wonder their tactics,
Easy to detect, as they are flops,
It is you who gives me the magic.
No words can describe,
Of what you have applied,
To our love, which is forever,
As I will never and never.
Will let you go, or reject,
I just want to intersect,
So, I can be with you,
As that person is who?
The one and the fabulous,
The prettiest girl in the dress,
Who rocks and is on the top,
Who is invincible as I can’t stop.
To only love and to cherish,
Through it all, who is my dearest,
Who I appreciate and I’m so proud,
As it will be heard, as it will be loud.