Michele Clucas


Magic - Poem by Michele Clucas

A slight movement, a flicker of light
A sigh, a whispered breath
Just out of sight,
Just out of reach
Magic is the thought of what could be, what possibly is…
Magic is always around, but never found
The memories of dreams to come
The memories of dreams just paased-
Magic is tomorrow’s wish and tonights kiss xxx


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 9, 2010



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