Magic Touch Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Magic Touch
Talking incessantly through music hovering in my mind,
grappling to be heard in a literate swirl of meaning.
Touching magically, every sense, awakening feelings
hidden in temples of being.
Forcing music into every fiber and particle of my soul
while gliding peacefully down pathways of my own choosing.
Independently soaring above life on wings of heavenly grace.
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