A SACRIFICE OF MAGIC

Walking down sidewalk

through downtown in rain -

No moon & no stars

to share his cold scars -

The light in his eyes;

the sweet chill of pain.

The man close to nothing

can never be touched -

Not even in genesis;

nor when we shared our kiss -

The Magician has power

but it doesn't mean much.

For only surrender

can match magic's price -

In a moment of freedom;

the magic between them -

The meeting of equals is worth such a sacrifice.

The man was forgiving...

The death of the living...

The damnation redemption in the dream I dreamed twice.