Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Be Mine

You never know when you make a promise
What will follow.
All magic comes with a price.
How can you be sure the price is worth paying?

Dazzled by magic,

Swept off my feet.
More than twenty years ago, I made a promise.
The price has been high.

Tears and joy.
Pain and bliss.
Sleepless nights and frantic days.
Four of the most magical creatures ever.

If you asked me again
Would my answer to the question
Remain the same?
Be mine?


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