We all have that magical boy in our life, you know who you are

The smell of pumpkin and bergamot fill the air, but so does hope.

He cups his hand over her cheek and with a subtle moment of trusting eye contact, he kissed her.

Now imagine, if you will, the most romantic, passionate moment in your life, the warmth, the butterflies, how you felt in that person’s presence, THAT moment didn’t even touch what she just experienced with him, the boy with the bedroom eyes.

He pulled her atop himself and the passion only intensified.

She’s said it before and will definitely say it again, this boy was magic.

Not like sleight of hand or smoke and mirrors but the magic that takes years to perfect, the magic that drops your jaw, he held hers in his hand.

It was sweet.

There was no rabbit in his hat, just love in his heart, love she put there and wasn’t planning on taking away anytime soon.

There he goes again, those eyes over hers again.


Submitted: November 24, 2015

© Copyright 2022 Desiree Davenport. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:


Christopher Kush

This made me smile and remember how I made her feel. Thank you.

Wed, December 9th, 2015 2:01pm

Jeff Bezaire

Wow. You have captured the magic in this piece.
Really well written! So romantic.

Tue, January 19th, 2016 6:22pm

Facebook Comments