**** your eyes
The way they look at me
Peeling off my skin and revealing beauty
The way those lips testify of my glory
One which I never knew
And your words birth me anew
Like the saving fire of a pitch black night

Your hands never felt mine before
But they understood like they were born together
As though our fingers were locked in a silent embrace from time
Yet they were not,we were not

I fall back into myself some days and you grasp me just in time before I am swallowed
I still know that magic does not exist
It does not need to when you are around