There is some magic
In the words left unsaid
A parallel universe exists
within those unspoken things
where the limitless open sky
is tempting you
to open your wings,
And fly
the wind blowing through your face
produces music of its own...
Only if you can listen
between all the things real
there is imagination
across all the desires
there are dreams
amid this silence,
there is music
there is magic
there is love.
Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 1:37 AM UTC
There is some magic
In the words left unsaid
A parallel universe exists
within those unspoken things
where the limitless open sky
is tempting you
to open your wings,
And fly
the wind blowing through your face
produces music of its own...
Only if you can listen
between all the things real
there is imagination
across all the desires
there are dreams
amid this silence,
there is music
there is magic
there is love.
