Dormant Spring

dormant bud

Time better spent.
Someone to share it with.

Dormant spring waits for rains of shared experience.

Looking in shallow gazes.
Meeting of eyes averted.

Waiting blossoms fragrant for no one.

Wishful thoughts drowned.
Unanswered dreams heavy burden.

Cultivating tireless hope in fields of imagined fruit.

Hand in hand embrace.
Securely remembered.

Seasons on hold in the absents of light.

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