The Magic

The magic I felt when you laugh
Like magnet for steal
Calls my soul to order
When you throw your head backward and laugh
You make me see the fray light
Of unending euphora divine

The magic in your laugh
Makes my soul chat a new course
Breaking up barriers like
A seed in dry harmattan soil,
Keeping my soil in bliss
And holding your magic
At the door of my soul
Long after you let it go.