Magic

Under string lights in the heat of summer

I stand in awe of you and wonder

If you feel the magic that you emanate

Perhaps even these lights were illuminated

By the surge of electricity when you passed by

wide eyed like a child

And you taught me how to dance

Your hand was in my hand

And looking into your eyes

Nothing has ever felt more right

To me

Living out the romantic fantasies

Of my youth

dreaming in my bedroom

Of a woman like you

That I might give my heart away to

These words feel small

When stacked against the grandeur of it all

Of all these memories

That I hold so close to me

I wish sometimes

You could see you through my eyes

Just to know how incredible you are

All I have are

These hands, these eyes, these words

That I hope have stirred

You in some way 

It is rare that I stop to pray

But I pray that you find what you need

I pray that you feel free