Hold the Line

Tangling shadows are cast
over the following days,
As dreams come with light,
Night’s reflection in spirit.

Memories emerge from the
denseness, crowding lungs,
Screaming until all airs
drown in an infinite time.

Buried in a past of faces
married to forgotten hearts.
Lost with the dew when
someone brighter smiles.

Tangling shadows are cast.
In them, everything turns
to the coming cold, holding
for dreams to come with light.

hold the line


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