a sliver of green
peeps out from
the dull brown loam,
a buxom rose bud
is kissed open
by the warm winter sun,
a monarch butterfly
emerges from
its self-imposed prison,
passion -
the life-force,
bursts forth, unbridled,
from the depths within.
peeps out from
the dull brown loam,
a buxom rose bud
is kissed open
by the warm winter sun,
a monarch butterfly
emerges from
its self-imposed prison,
passion -
the life-force,
bursts forth, unbridled,
from the depths within.
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