Saturday 25 April 2020

Supernatural

The first time we held hands
In that Hipster cafe
It was supernatural
Magick passed between us
A spell was made
Two lives were changed.

The people on that cafe knew
Something big happened
Holding hands felt indecent
Did the lights fuse?
Was there a magick strange blue light?
Did cups and saucers fly around the room?

The magick just got stronger
As we lay in bed
On ordinary afternoons.
As we spilled more secrets
Something in our souls became clean
life became more.

We saw the beautiful
in each other,
In everything, our minds our bodies
A magick blue light continued
Beautiful chaos was all around
And we could feel the universe spinning.

We could see the colours of the world
So you remember the beach
We became one
With the nature, sand
And the sea
Magick made real.

Life pulled us apart
By forces we could never predict
Now the magick becomes more
I can conjure up spells
In my mind
I see your face again.












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