My Magic Man (Somewhere In Fantsayland)
Father Time, has taken his
magic wand,
Touched our lives.
Creating a magic wonder
land.
As you approached me,
I was overcome by your,
Black curly hair framing
your face.
Eyes as blue as a
cloudless sky
Skin liken to fine satin.
Lips as sweet as honey,
Touch as soft as a kitten,
Heart of purest gold.
Body as strong as an oak
tree.
Reaching for me, we were
swept away,
To a magical paradise,
Somewhere in seventh
heaven
I enjoyed being rocked in
the cradle of your love.
You are my magic man,
Creating a magic wonder-
land.
poem by Heather Burns
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