Poem of the Day 6/19/19


Where do we find magic?
In Incantation and incense?
In the vaulted ceilings of decaying cathedrals?
Or does it hide in the quiet corners?
Beneath the wings of butterflies,
Between a tear drop and an eye,
at the wrinkles that make parentheses around your smile?

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