His eyes have a sort of magic, that urges me to take a leap in their depths everytime.
His voice has a sort of magic, enough to cause a draught that tinkles my soul.
His touch has a sort of magic, so powerful that it can curl up every inch of my skin.
His presence has a sort of magic, that even his silent being around makes me feel more of myself.
Wondering it's him or my heart that has turned a magician out of an ordinary human?
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