Dreams Rise

The cold winds end with silence,
desperate to be broken.

A quiet song echoes from the rafters
and fills my empty space.

Dreams rise from the floorboards
to shiver with longing hope.

Warmth creeps in, slowly,
no longer bound by the pulse.

The cold winds end with silence.
Desperate to be broken.

dreams-rise

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