Us – Magic

Us.  The Magic.The magic that was us was nothing short of a fairytale.A love story untold.  Unspoken.  Barely lived.Pixie dust.  Lightning wands.Dusty sky upon a starry night.Rainbow winding up and over.Pot of gold on the other side.Spinning tales of wonder high.Loving magic up in the sky.Awesome love with lustful eyes.Lush forests drizzled in snow.Crescent moon in the orange sky.Misty rain tapping on wood.Oh so good.  I wish I could.

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Sue Dhillon is an Indian American writer, journalist, and trainer.

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