The Magic of Love can come when you least expect it, eating at your soul, wanting, and waking for that moment when you can smell the other's aura of that someone with purity. The Magic of Love is nothing new, it has been around long before your day, and mine.  The Magic of Love can be soothing from the hands of that love one that glides their hands over yours to say he/she cares, or the gentle kiss, that will allow you to know everything is going to be alright. The longing for the next call, the next date, the next hello, the next hug, the next dinner, and ultimately the next intimacy that can bound the two of you in a world of your own. A euphoric feeling of no return that can be taken for granted, and denying all others. It has been the catalyst to marry, to bring forth more fruits, to sang to a melody, to say things you wouldn't have dare said under certain circumstances, it has sometimes allow you to change you, because you dare so much to be love, it has even sometimes forsaken the family, because you loved, and sometimes it has even caused people to kill for their sake of what they call love. Regardless, of what it can do to you, it is a feeling of a natural high, a euphoric feeling you, or no one can't denied.

The Magic of Love, can be so beautiful when it is shared by two hearts beating as one, enjoying laughter, understanding hurt, wanting the same goals, without the dishonesty, and betrayal that can lead to ultimate pain; that can last forever, never to trust another again.