poem, writing

Dormant Dreams


She has a dream…

Laying dormant in her…

Awakening, for the world to see…

To breathe at last…

To come alive…

Like coming out of a coma…

Asleep for too long…

Like a rose bud…

Unfolding, gently and elegantly…

Her passion grows…

Grows, like the morning sun…

An explosion of light…

And passion…

And desire, to take what’s hers…

Like the burning sun…

She rises… Rises, until she burns…

Burns, like the morning sun…


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