Wand

Deeply etched with memories so sad,

I craved for new ones really bad,

My flaws glowing like mica,

Cratering the gossiping lips like hysteria,

I hid behind my walls so high,

Peeping through the crevices for someone to climb,

To love me like I am home,

Days became years,

Caged into expectations and else versions,

I stood on the edge of the well,

When your hand held on to mine,

I no longer knew who I was,

When your lips touched mine,

I felt a blow of new life,

I wandered looking for my burial,

I found something sparkling,

It was a wand, long waiting for me!