Sake of Dreaming ~ Rise to Ashes

Brush against breath so weak.

Whispered caresses.
Shattered sheltered memories.

Days past holding.
Closing down dreams.
Stop the reliving of passionate embrace.

Never sure of…

What came…
Will come…
But, come what may.

Screaming with hope into the ahead.

Dreams: only true reality.

Even if it was a dream.
Continue breathing for the sake of dreaming.