A touch of magic ...

Wizards only don't perform magic, 

I've learnt it today. 

Her love is magic's perfection, 

I can say it every day.

Her love is in her touch, 

and in every word she says. 

In her glance, in my thoughts, 

her love is visible in many ways.

Her touch is what I treasure, 

her sight is what I miss. 

Her thoughts are what I am lost in, 

talks with her are a bliss.

A touch is all it takes, 

for her to keep me thinking. 

In alone times I hear her voice, 

of a diva's melodious singing.

Lost I am in a different world, 

in a world of thoughts and dreams, 

and there's no way back from here, 

honestly, to me it seems. 

A touch that will gift, 

joy beyond any description. 

A touch I cannot believe, 

is a fact greater than fiction. 

The words those were said, 

which are difficult to forget. 

The one who said those words, 

is the prettiest I've met.

Such pleasure wasn't found, 

in the heavens above. 

A touch of magic, 

a word of love.

© Rishabh Bidya