Is what I’m looking for
Standing at the crossroads
Always wanting more
Not a lot of anything
Just more than what I’ve got
Sharing all the pieces
Getting back what I’ve forgot
This must be to much to ask
The magic is obscure
Maybe I just look to hard
For magic that is pure
Not going to lower my standards
Will never settle for less
For when the magic finally comes
I’ll be ready for the test
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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