My Special Sphere

Surprising, sparkling, shimmering,
special sphere, secrets twirling inside.
A mosaic swirl of colours,
spiraling into an opening,
taking you into a drift.

A spinning tornado of vibrant colours,
as smooth as a polished diamond.
The sphere tells stories of magic,
fairies playing in the garden.

Many memories whispering,
to each other.
The time I found you
in the back of the shop,
all attention on you.

Melancholy and fear
is what I would face
if you were to go astray.