Flowery words when dance on the tongue,
Throat that over flows with the airy lung
Then butterflies fly with fragrant song,
And then soul chases the joy to hear it long,
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Song is like magic and words are the wand Poets are none less than a wizard of hope, Un-rhymed is a noise, annoyance we find Rhyming the thought is peace of the mind...Fantastic imagination. Very nicely envisioned. Best word choice. Many thanks.
Song is like magic and words are the wand - - - beautifully expressed! ! ! ! ! ! !