master of metamorphosing mundane into magic
as if it were tragic that it went unnoticed
took glee in the glean of my understanding
poems of happenstance were synonymous with us
what of it?
we transformed partly cloudy skies into pinwheels of our Joy
spun me felt like flying
kissed me felt like dying
you wrote acrostics in my first name with your last
we writhed and rhymed memorized
recited the lines
backwards
we began and ended one another
heard your thunder thoughts
through the winds of me
preached that my freedom was paramount
blessed and liberated my dreams
emancipated my innocence to run free
barefoot on rain- soaked cobblestone sharing honeysuckles with fireflies
mating with the glow from my fingertips
caressing the dominion within your temple to soothe
serenity into your smile
it was magic…
if we had a second chance it would be
everlasting…like the poets in this rhyme
whose souls are intertwined
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Majique MiMi
You can call me MiMi. I’m a Brain Aneurysm & Stroke Survivor & Former English Professor. I write to stay sane, and to keep gratitude in my Spirit & Praises in my mouth.
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