Magic

"I want to be magic. I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile. I want to be a friend of elves and live in a tree. Or under a hill. I want to marry a moonbeam and hear the stars sing. I don't want to pretend at magic anymore. I want to be magic."

*~From Charles de Lint~*

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Cacoon

Outside in the falling dusk, I watch the sun set and night fall across my shoulders. The sky is a vast ocean, stretching infinitely-- no stars, no fallen moonbeams, just a deep and endless sea. I'd tumble in, if I could.

I'm feeling like a butterfly trapped inside a cocoon, struggling to emerge. My wings are stuck together with honey. They used to glitter in the sunlight, but it's been awhile since I've flown. One day, I hope.

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Fleeting Moments

Fleeting moments: far away vapors of smoke; swirling, dancing, twisting inside my mind. They're all hovering within my fingertips, but just before I touch them they disappear, all of my 'Once Upon a Times' and written memories. I watch them fly away and long for their safe return; they float through the clouds like feathers.

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Starlight

It's night. I gaze at the heavens, the vastness of the stars, the patterns sprinkled in the velvet canopy. I want to bathe in starlight, sprinkle it on my skin, lock it in my heart. I'll gather it and the moonlight and weave them through my hair.


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Transparency

Been feeling transparent, like I'm about to blow away with the wind. Frantically bottling up moments in jars to keep them safe.

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Frozen

Been searching the grove for fairies, but they disappeared during Jack Frost's arrival. They left their hallow trees full of forgotten trinkets–– lost thimbles, broken strings and scattered pixie dust. I trace secrets in the frosted bark and wait for their return, for winter to end; but I fear even time itself has frozen.

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Above

She gazed up at the buttercream sky and wondered what it would take to learn how to fly.

*~Carpe Diem~*

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