Magic

Every little thing he does is magic

He picked them up, 

Carefully turning them over

in his hand.

I quickly picked one, 

closely watching his 

cheating

lying

mysterious 

eyes. 

I snuck a peek.

The Ace of Diamonds. 

I slid it back

into the pile,

so that it was 

hopefully hopelessly lost

from his sneaky

mind.

Keeping his eyes

locked on mine,

He divided them 

into piles,

and shuffled them

all together. 

Skimming over them,

his fingers lingered 

over a certain card.

He pulled it out 

with a flourish.

The Ace of Diamonds.

Magic.

Author's Note

Enjoy!

Reviews

[Tasha]

This was amazing and fun to read, I'm always entertained by magic tricks.
♥ Ta'Shandra

[PrincessZeldaWannabe]

Really mysteriously and fun to read!

[SamBug]

My brothers were into magic a few months ago. That's all they ever wanted to do. Blew my mind with it too until I figured out their tricks. This poem just brought back some really good memories so I really immensely enjoyed reading it. :)

[Searching 4 Serenity]

There's always a catch, a plot, to trickery. No matter how well played it may be.

[Danielle Nicole]

Absolutely fantastic :) very well written.

[Aurora Lynn]

I was always amazed by magic tricks. It always made me wonder exactly how they did their magic tricks...

Well done!
~Aurora