*Magic*

Was it a magic spell
a Cupid’s arrow
that hit the heart
so strongly
And now –
it bleeds in sweetness

For the first time

My thoughts like birds
like our screaming gulls
outside the window
fly only where you are

It must have been magic
creating a world for us
a palace
a castle
with the happy walls around it
a place no one would find
a fantasy of our own

My heart – enchanted
wants to keep you
Selfishly
Greedily

And now –
your verdict is
to stay in that prison

For the first time

And locked forever

***
© Eclipse 2008 – 2011

Prompted by Poets United

~ by Eclipse on April 15, 2011.