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There are some magical moments in one's life which can't be explained to anyone. They are just felt or experienced.
The magic of someone's hazel eyes when they are looking at you full of desire and love..
The magic of someone's soft lips locking your lips with a passion of unfolding secrets..
The magic of someone's beating heart telling that you rule that place so silently …
And the magic of someone's soft voice while hiding in the velvet folds of the blanket in winter nights ..
But none is compared to the magic of snow falling so softly on your dark hair, making you smile so sweetly, pausing every other thing in my whole universe, just to ask you
"Can I call you my angel?"
The magic of someone's hazel eyes when they are looking at you full of desire and love..
The magic of someone's soft lips locking your lips with a passion of unfolding secrets..
The magic of someone's beating heart telling that you rule that place so silently …
And the magic of someone's soft voice while hiding in the velvet folds of the blanket in winter nights ..
But none is compared to the magic of snow falling so softly on your dark hair, making you smile so sweetly, pausing every other thing in my whole universe, just to ask you
"Can I call you my angel?"
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