Through arid flatlands of the heart

Detonate – Daily Prompt

Through arid flatlands of the heart, an innocent traverses.

She cradles a bud, fragile, explosive.

Unrelenting flames close in, anguished cries, and burning dreams

Explode around her.

Torn around her, faces of strangers, and those she held dear.

A city, a world explodes and crumbles with hate.

She holds in her palm, a bud, more powerful.

It is Love.

It is her time to detonate.  (c)rose

 

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