My Magic, My Magic: Poem by Tasha Marie
Poem by: Tasha Marie
Model: Ashlea Nicole
Creative Direction: Catie Menke
My magic is the blood in my veins and the fire in my soul
It is some of me and all of me and the very thing that makes me whole
My magic is the sky and the dirt and the moon and the earth
It is special and unique and intertwined with the universe
My magic is shadow and light and the hum of my vibration,
It is beautiful and messy and threaded into every transformation
My magic is written in the stars and etched in stone
It is my flesh and my blood and my tissue and my bone
My magic is my very existence, the beat of my heart
It is harmony and melody and music and art
My magic is the thing that I breathe and speak and see
It is my passion and purpose and what allows me to be free
My magic is powerful and soulful and something and joyful
It is always present and dependable and fiercely loyal
My magic helps me and guides me when I dare to listen
It is the voice in my head and my deep seeded intuition
My magic is around me
it’s in me
it is me