A seed of desire fostered
in the womb of my heart
Nurtured ,
with the last drop of my blood
Nourished,
with every hope
Awaited,
like a morning star.
Finally,
it arrives
My poor, poor,
Stillborn dream!
in the womb of my heart
Nurtured ,
with the last drop of my blood
Nourished,
with every hope
Awaited,
like a morning star.
Finally,
it arrives
My poor, poor,
Stillborn dream!
2 comments:
Feminish in images, in spirit...seeds, womb, nourishing, nurturing, and the arrival of that still born dream...well-knit!!!
thanks dear :)
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