The Magic Of Touch. Poem by Jason Kenzie

It took years for me to master the sights of a truly beautiful you and as I Hocus Pocus, keep an eye on my hands as with a flick of my wrist I will pull the largest heart from deep within my chest and turn it into the greatest butterfly that has been cocooned in silk fibers stronger than life itself.
Magic hasn't been my best side but what I have learned is Mirror Mirror on the wall as I cover her eyes and wave the magical wand I found out quite fast that she can never be changed because even with every powerful spell in the universe, you can't change when you are perfect from the head, to heart.