that magic feeling.

its neither a sparkle,

nor a beam of light

that magic feeling,

is nothing of that sort

sometimes when we touch

this magic feeling falls

it doesn't feel like a spark,

not even a tiny little one

it just feels like,

our soul are fused as one

a perfect combination

a brilliant fusion

an excellence coalescent

that,

is a magic feeling.

i have a million questions about our life,

never thought not having you here will hurt so much,

every night i miss you i will just look up

and i know the stars will look over you,

and hold you there when you fly around them... ...

bless you, your little test tomorrow.

sortie 5. show them some brilliance when you fly them up,

high up, in that awesome blue sky :)

With love,

jess