Something felt
something hidden
deep within her
a secret hope.
Wary of jumping
wary of loving
wary of trusting
so she held it
kept it
treasured it
softly.
A shy sprout
peeking
a white bud
forming
a flower
blooming
melting the shadows
boldening in brightness
in whiteness
and baring itself
beautifully.
Monday, September 21, 2009
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