Clutching at her notepad like stones of precious sapphires She shuts her eyes in hopes of extinguishing raging fires In her somnolence, thoughts through her mind float like fireflies Whilst her pen gleans her teeming brain all else dies Drowning in a nightmare a sleeping beauty with no hope to wake He found her consumed in an old love’s Stonehenge of heartbreak His aura ignited life’s fire within her exploding like dynamite His love injected fortitude in her like the yellow sun, never kryptonite She awakened from sleep in a Shakespeare midsummer’s night dream Found herself on a cliff’s edge of metamorphosed stone regimes Stone regimes’ holding like rich garners sapphire grains of hope and peace With a watchful eye each stone transformed into a sapphire piece She traded her Stonehenge of heartbreak for these sapphire glows Thus hope and peace will forever abide in her like blood in a vein flows