Magic

A childish dream which will forever grip my heart.

I wish magic was real.

I wish there were witches and wizards and wands

and broomsticks and potions and

everything.

The dark magic too.

Because there is no good without evil

and no adventure without conflict.

I wish it so much it makes my skin tingle and shiver.

I wish it so much I want to scrunch up my nose

and squeeze my eyes shut tight.

I wish it with a passion that consumes my whole body

and that I can feel in my bones.

I wish it with a passion that I have never felt

before about

anything.

"Wish" isn't even a strong enough description

of what I feel.

I yearn for magic as I yearn for love.

Author's Note

As always, any and all constructive criticism is welcome.

Reviews

[EverleafOwl]

So very pretty; full of a yearning/longing of a special gift. Like the balence you added, too- so true with all things in life! Is it Harry Potter inspired? Becuase if it is, then that is another of a DOZEN reasons this is cool! :)

[Liefje]

It is Harry Potter inspired :) I'm glad you liked it

[EverleafOwl]

YAY FOR THE POTTERHEADS!!!! That is wicked awesome! ^^

[PadfootBlack]

I like the break-up of the poem. Orchestrates your points well and precisely.

[Liefje]

Thanks :) That was something I was striving for