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?

- Navita Jain