Black Magic Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Black Magic



It is the magic of night,
It is the fire lovers ignite!
It is a secret within a heart;
And how lovers connect far apart.

It is fathomless ebony eyes;
And the evening sunset glorifies!
Secret passages of lovers' escape-
Familiarity in its black cape.

It is also consummate passion,
And sometimes lurks in fashion!
Darkness colors all the unknown,
Its mystery calls the curious home.

Black Magic
Thursday, July 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: color,dark,magic,mystery,night,passion,rhyme
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kostas Lagos 24 July 2020

Enjoyed reading your poem Evelyn!

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Chuy Amante 23 July 2020

How lovers connect when they are apart! Magic happens, it's quite an art! ! ! Another Super write kind Evelyn, thank you for the enjoyment!

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Douglas Scotney 23 July 2020

inspired by the fabulous 'spider' trinket? What would you call one that's gold with ruby eyes?

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