Magic Always

There's magic when we hold hands
When you slip your fingers into mine
The memory always lingers

Magic always does happen
Within the feel of your palm

There's magic when we stare at each other
With no words spoken at all
The fire always burns

Magic always does happen
When I'm lost, staring at you

There's magic whenever we kiss
When your lips feather mine
I thirst for more of you

Magic always does happen
As my throat constricts

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poem by Emmanuel Emesakoru
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At Valentine, Forever and Even After Now

My love, my life; my wife, my dear valentine
I feel my heartbeat as I write you this lines
My stars above, my blue skies, my valentine
My soul is merged in yours knowing you're mine
At Valentine, forever and even after now

Let's hold on tight, strongly to the night
And make it stay forever with all our might
For Valentine comes again but after a long while
So as I drive home tonight through the miles
The thoughts of you'll fill my heart somehow

My love, my life; my wife, my dear valentine
As long as there's moonlight and the sunshine
We'll always be not only on the fourteenth of February
'Cos your beautiful face reminiscent of a lovely memory
Wins my love at Valentine, forever and even after now

poem by Emmanuel Emesakoru
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Ivette: My Spanish Angel

My beautiful Spanish angel with butterscotch skin
I dare the Heavens to be with you, if it were a sin
Let me be judged and condemned to my death
Because I can’t deny I never saw you tread this earth
Ever since I met you, you wielded magic over me
You blinded my eyes and hazed my deep thoughts
By strumming my heartstrings till there was music
And your every lyric made me weak and lovesick
I wish to be with you, so we could slow dance
Craving your wrapping wings as we romance
But you wouldn’t come to me, you’re so far away
If I could, I’ll fight the distance to spend each day
To walk down the boulevards or streets of Hinesville
Or climb the mountaintops, walk riversides or hills
To spend each heavenly day in our own paradise
Staring deeply into your dreamy, magical eyes
Defenseless against the cast spells of your wand
And feel the burning caress of your feathery hand

poem by Emmanuel Emesakoru
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