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I Am Desire

I Am Desire

I am Desire in a broken cage.

I dare not feel the light

Dressing the bent bars and

Caressing my great mane.

I dare not smell the blooms,

The fragrance of my dreams.

I dare not touch the lambs

Curled at my feet

Just beyond my slumber.

Surrounding me,

Umber clouds of doubts.

Are those blossoms my soul’s yearning

Just out of my grasp?

Do they know my worth?

Dare I break free

Of this cage, my womb,

To witness my own birth?

 

Copyright©  2017/10/07 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

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