A whisper
: like air breezing through the ear drums in a spark of rhythm
So serene and enticing
– the sensual push that pleases the sound of vibrations
The muttering words of possibilities
– eerily dilusioning the listener,
What words come to thee?
Was this all a dream?
A drug to the brain?
A blur of rush to the soul of wonder?
Was it magic?
Magic performs such wondrous acts
Wondrous, Wondrous, Wondrous
Cookies, Coffee & Poetry 