in the heart of every girl,
there lies a seed down deep,
surrounded by glass,
prince-proof, no more, no less.
this seed lies restless,
awaiting its day,
to be released from chains,
set free from bonds,
by true love's touch.
awakened from sleep,
the seed begins to grow and bloom.
delicate petals with strength of steel,
break through the glass,
cut the ropes,
tear the bonds.
set free at last, it pushes upward,
showing its color on rosy cheeks,
its intrinsic joy in twinkling eyes,
and its passion in every gentle touch.
-kelsey elmore.
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