"The Magic of Love"

As the poet began to wonder... as always, sending his words flying across the streets
Knocking on the doors of hearts and minds hiding the emotions... feelings worth writing
Worthy of sharing with the world but locked away either for being too naked or may be half naked
As he plays with her hair tuned to produce the melody he s looking for, the beauty in black!
Lost in the tune he awaits the letters his words are going to bring...
As the World gets busy with friends, wine, music and what not
He rests in his bed with his Love, locked away from the noise,
making love and writing poems about the world and her emotions

The first Word brings a 'Letter of Second Love'
As the soul wanders around the Earths the greedy girl fishes it out
Hiding it away in her womb, a perfect present for her Love
A life inside a life, flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood
Singing songs of her Love for the soul finding rest in her
As if writing a love letter telling how much it means to her,
An unconditional bond born of a beautiful union!

As she plays with the poet, teasing him, doodling on his bare chest
As if writing a poem he cant understand, lost in her thought
and often checking on his eyes as if seeking his answer...

The words bring more letters...
A 'Letter about the Guardian of Love'
Sell my sweat and blood in exchange for smiles
To buy time for a pleasant dinner on a full moon away from the songs the coins sing
Trying to sing songs to impress his mistress and buy the twinkling star for his girl
Showering romance to imprison her again and acting a super hero for his boy
Just to tell her 'The Promises' from the altar won't ever be forgotten
And that the guard will work day and night to keep that bright smiles alive!

As the heart beats to the tune she sings when the shadows disappear
And the world goes mute as they kill time holding each other
The poet sings within about another letter his words carry
A 'Letter about the young secret Love'
What started as a playful memory knitting carefully
To cover the blanket of their skies under which their lips exchanged their very first letter
Time binding the eyes together till the Suns rise high
And sometimes the secret adventures stealing a beat from the heart
Locking it away as a giggle at the end of the day...
For the world would be surprised to know, hear and see what they did
As if the world has gone blind or they were invisible all together...
Only the poems sing their songs - The Young Secret Love Songs!
 

As he smiles over the letters his words brought, wonders if it was Love
That brings all beating hearts together!