Real Magic

Magic may seem
Like the stuff
Of fantasy
And fairy tales,
But I know
For a fact
That it really exists.

Real magic comes
In the form of
Sweet kisses
And affectionate hugs,
In gentle words
And selfless acts.

Real magic
Is respect
And trust
And loyalty.
It’s devotion
And kindness
And overwhelming joy.

Real magic
Is waking up
Every day
Next to someone
Who makes you smile,
Falling sleep
Every night
Beside someone
Who shares in your pain,
And spending
Your whole life
With someone
You could never
Live without.

How could I not
Believe in magic
When I grew up
Seeing it every day
In the form of such
True love?


Dedicated to my parents, whose love has always been a huge inspiration for my writing and my personal life. Thank you for teaching me what real magic is! I love you both so much!

Echo

What I saw from
Above you,
Of you,
Is what I see
Into you,
To you.

How could you ever
Fancy me?
See me.
You’re all I want
Before me,
For me.

Yet if you don’t
Believe me,
Leave me.
I saw all the lies
My ego threw you
Go through you.

I see the truth
In you– no, me.
You know me.
And I’ve known this,
For a while, of you:
I love you.

Walking Paradox

I don’t have a clue who I am,
But I know exactly what I want.

I want to act selfish sometimes,
But I like being seen as a nice person.

I want to prove myself an individual,
But I care too much what other people think.

I want to share my interests,
But I’m afraid I’ll annoy people with them.

I want to be offered help,
But I get angry when I can’t do things by myself.

I want to talk about my problems,
But I don’t want to burden anyone.

I want people to know me well,
But I hate being predictable.

I want everyone to know how I’m feeling
Without me having to tell them.

I want close friendships
Without the effort of maintaining them.

I want to pour my heart out
While still being mysterious.

I want to be loved by everyone
Without giving a damn what anyone thinks of me.

I don’t have a clue what I want,
But I know exactly who I am:
A walking paradox.

New Year’s Countdown

Ten seconds to midnight
Nine minutes walked to the beach
Eight free viewing spots by the ocean
Seven waves to jump for good luck
Six family members huddled on the sand
Five fireworks shows along the shore
Four wishes of successful new endeavors
Three more New Year’s resolutions
Two promises of love yet unbroken
One more year begins!


Happy New Year! May you all have a wonderful 2016!

Nous Sommes Unis

Hear the silence in the streets,
Feel the sorrow in the air
In the chilling aftermath
Of the night of terror
That left the world in shock.

See the world shine bright
In blue, white and red.
Let them know we are united
As we support our allies
In this tragic time for humanity.

France, we stand with you now
In this solemn hour.
Against hate and violence,
In the name of love and peace,
Nous sommes unis.


Wrote this poem shortly after the attacks in Paris on November 13. My thoughts and prayers go out to all the victims of the tragedy. May love always triumph over hate. We stand with you, France. #NousSommesUnis

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