We are the toys of the mystical

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The whispers of an angel

Call your name out to me

Subtly quiet in the moon they speak.

The tingle on the back of my neck

The butterflies in my stomach

All reminding me of you

Goosebumps on my arms

I wear like armor

Trying to keep this moment going

Trembling under your quick glances

In a sea of love all thrown at you

By other people’s hands.

My knight,  the evening

Wants me to be your lady

Seraphim angel breathing our story

Changing their allegiance

To committing themselves to bring us together

Who are we?

We are the toys of the mystical

Bound by magic

To be together forever

 

Reviews

[bob, small b. aka invs]

ah, if we are toys of the mystical, you are lucky to be played with so nicely.

[Marie]

This is mystical and magical.