You asked whether I believe in magic,and I wondered what magic was,
If you loving me is magic,if you existing is a magic,then dear,I believe...
Do you know what the biggest magic is,my dear?
Your smile,the light I see in your eyes,the willingness to walk towards a destroyed monument,
And looking at it,wondering about it,is magic...
So beloved of mine,the real magic is you,your smile,your existence,when you call my name..
It's all become magical for me...
