Ordinarily, I'd think of science when I look at you.
The paranormal rushing of atoms and molecules binding and rebounding in swift unending motion.
I'd think of mechanisms and systems and how they all combine to create such art — which is you.
But now, I feel I've lost my sense of reasoning. Because anytime I see you, I think of something far too intangible to grasp or define. I think of dozens of dazzling starlights buried in a golden sun.
Whenever I look at you,
I think of magic.
— Delight 🍁
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