Sounds of yesterday
softly echo,
soothing the pain
of today.
Lost in words
once spoken,
I long for one more
beat of your heart.
Laughter now quiet,
hushed by
ashed tears
upon my pillow.
Dreams shared
scream in captivity,
never to
be freed.
Sleep interrupted
by whispers,
haunted by
flaming shadows.
Voices burn.






18 old applause
