Keith Ricardo Williams

Rookie (12/10/1959 / Washington, D.C)

The Magic Never Dies - Poem by Keith Ricardo Williams

sprinkle dust golden, sparkling
watch a heart appear
a rosy red
visions dance in my head
like a ballerina on tiptoes
tossed into her lovers waiting arms
caressed by a everlasting charm
only found in dreams
picture colorful light beams
shining down
a magical shilouette on the ground
of love come true
imagine that love is you
feel the warmth of amazing joy
the touch of sensuality
flowing like a tide of passion
which pulls all feeling of ectasy
i want to drown inside of you
awaken in a ocean of unbroken promises
swim forever more
to distant shores
where i can be as lucky as you
find love that is true
never ever again feeling blue
then disappear with you
don’t believe the lies
the magic never dies


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 13, 2008



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