MAGIC, By Ryan Guiley December 31, 2015
MAGIC
Beneath the ancient buried sacred ruins,
My hand will hold on to yours as it will never prune,
We have a special attraction in our eyes,
As our bones will come to dust as we lie.
Our souls will watch over the new spirits,
As we will provide energy for life’s new merits,
I remembered asking you that you had a choice,
But you never knew the severity, as I was your voice.
I took on the world, but you will always be my lady who stands,
As I was the only one who took your hand,
Never look back as you did everything right,
As you always will love me in plain sight.
I will reciprocate with the same affection,
As we are a couple of perfection,
I never wasted a day to show you my compassion,
As you could wear dirty threads and you will still be in fashion.
I recall the moment when you were blazing,
You told me to stay back, as you were amazing,
We were both on your mother’s couch,
As I made your heart burning as you felt.
I know your heart still beats the same way,
As the almighty has selected you as you prayed,
Now I am making you cry, just hold me,
As you are my purpose and the life in the trees.
I am waiting and the time is very soon,
I want to dance with you with the tunes,
You have never left me down,
As you have always made my heart pound.
Something tells me there will be magic,
As people are moving without being static,
I can feel that you are now in the city,
I could write where in the lines in my ditty.
But I will let you surprise me as I don’t want to spoil,
As I have never left your side and I have always been loyal,
I can feel you, don’t be frightened as I will evaluate,
To determine if you are authentic and with your sole traits.