I never fell for magic tricks
until I fell for you
You knew my cards
before I looked at them
Cut people in half
and made them whole
I was mesmerized
You made my heart disappear
under a silk handkerchief
and left in its place
The flutter of its wings
felt so much like heartbeats
I barely noticed it was missing
until the moth flew away
like one of your magic doves
I keep hoping you will return
to make me whole again.
submitted for Magpie Tales, Mag 255
Beware of clever Gypsies!
The flutter.. I think they will return..
Oh, this is good!
love this side of you, mi amiga
A beautiful expression of love and loss.
I love love love this!! Such an amazing capturing of the capture of a heart in love. Wonderful writing Lolamouse!!
Although not melancholy, this piece conveys the initial "jumping in with abandon" and the loss.
This was magical, in every sense of the word.
…a moth to a flame. Lovely metaphor!
Really, really enjoyed this. The flutter of wings for a heartbeat--what an image!
I love the narrative here. The magician as the lover, and the heart as a butterfly, lovely
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