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He calls me magic

The stars – invisible

Hidden behind the clouds,

the smoke, the noise

but your eyes

brighter than Sirius

on a summer midnight

Your eyes follow 

follow the crack of my knuckle

My thumb rubbing my ring,

putting my hair back

The hot wind blows

but it seems cool

against the droplets of sweat

on your forehead, along your brow

Your fingers touch my wrist,

my lips, my words

Somewhere in me,

the universe explodes

but the stars dance in front of my eyes

when you whisper the name of the song

I’d been humming, but couldn’t remember

your breath on my shoulder, my neck

my ears 

and the sudden nip

A grin appears, 

soars through my lungs to my throat

Things fade, merge into the background,

cease to exist

My hand across your chest, stomach,

Over your contour

the rise and fall of your breaths

Your bones

you shiver, stare and stop

you put it to your mouth

I feel the weight of a hundred words

on my fingertips

My lips against your,

your day old stubble

and the smooth patches

The tiny mole on your lower lid, your left cheek

the curve of your brow, the slope of your nose

and your mouth which tastes like sunshine

 and sounds like the sea

like the sea it can wreck havoc

It ravages me, It fights with me

It fights for me

It’s denies, accepts. It’s endless

 

A drop of water across the edge of your eye

and those eyes..

..  your eyes trace my body

the glint of my ring, the hair on my brown arms, 

your marks on my shoulder, along my nape

the  pink of my breast, glistening

the skin, the bones, the layers

the scares

Along the stretch marks and scars

Your beautiful mahogany

against my ordinary ordinary

 

 

The sky turns grey, then pink

now blue

Your hair lightens, as the sun goes up

I run my fingers through

A sigh,  A smile and a brush of nerve-endings

you trace circles on my knees 

and I knit dreams in your hair

You kiss my elbows, my palm

You call me magic

and I drown, I drown in the wonder that’s you

Am I your creation or are you mine?

Where are the dragons, the violins?

Because we are enveloped by silence

whispers and glances.

I’m no magic, I’m just a woman

But you, 

I look and I look for ordinary in you

the heave of your chest and soft hair,

the lines around your eyes, 

and your hands, 

those hands make the world spin

the rough edges, the things they say

they do.

I inhale in your smell, your taste

my hair smells of smoke and dust

but my fingers are laced with love

Your arms along my handles, my weight

.. and so I surrender

 

Say the word, stop the chase

No thunder, no Rainstorms

No words, No smirks

Is this here to stay?

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