Natural Magic
There is nothing like the natural magic of my love's heart
Beating through her palm and into mine
Transferring the sound of silence's sweet part
Singing to mine silent heart, so sweetly refine
The simplest instrument, which says so much
Sauntering sweetly, hand in hand
With art hearts so tightly clutched
In each other's love, our destiny did so sweetly land
The eager heart, throbbing love we make
Our clasp, a chain that will never break
For love but more than that
Our love's sake
Singing passion, incredible love, as our hands, our hearts, we doth both take.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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