Soft touches, whispered phrases, shared magic
A life, made worthwhile with a look so mystic
An open book now filled with lyric poetic
What is this if not unfettered magic?
A loose lock of hair, the rustle of free fabric
A wistful gaze, the lost look of the lovesick
Soft footfalls, softer gazes, and oh-so-faint static
A being, now truly a member of creation cosmic
-Mani