Posted in [poetry], [witchcraft & wonder]

mundane magic [poem]

magic is the way
heat blossoms through your core when you sip hot cocoa
the warmth filling in your empty places
until you’re full and content with yourself
at least until the cup is empty
magic is the way
reading a good story drags your heart up and down
tumbling left and right after the characters
until they finally find their happy ending
and you find peace in the thought you’ll find one too
magic is the way
it only takes a few minutes of good music
to loosen up your spine
and find tension dripping off your skin with the sweat
your body relaxing into the primal beat
magic is the way
moments can slip by unnoticed
accidental time travel while you’re focusing on unimportant things
instead of enjoying the pumping of your blood
through your own veins


bookdragon, poet, witch

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