In the early hours of eve <br />As his lips lay kisses upon the night <br />While he 'tis dancing with me <br />The Moon and the Stars take flight <br /> <br />A mighty caress of thunder's tear drops <br />Begin to cascade from clouds so high <br />There is this voice that whispers <br />Yet so deep it fills the sky <br /> <br />'Tis a sacred moment this <br />When the Magic Man* raises his head <br />All visions of power and wonder <br />Are taken in by the master and fed <br /> <br />Through the rhapsody of sheer longing <br />Veiled in visions that hold whats true <br />Your voice and magnetic eyes do claim me <br />My entire soul and life they belong to you <br /> <br />Through the dark of night to the sunshine <br />And rain of the days <br />You will always be my knight in shining armor <br />Because of your most loving ways<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/magic-man-2/
