Magic Awaits

Lovers,
                 dreamers,

                                             co-conspiritors.

It's all for you,

because of you

each incantation
of dark night
of sharp knives.


Drawing pictures,
                                   and curtains,

                                                      and weapons

we're all wounded,
now.

It's a trick of the light,

(trick
or
treat)

each time we meet

each day,
each night.

Behind panes of glass
I regain lost sight

and use this cover
to cloak
a wizards smile

while

magic

awaits.