Tread softly for you walk on my dreams.
Every step that you take is like a barb,
Sharply incinerating pieces of my happiness.
I sigh as your footsteps sound in my heart,
The cold cobbles are getting warmed at last.
Long lost and forlorn,your shadows leave a trail.
A dying breath rattles the glass windows.
This is the 100th post of this blog and a complete piece from me after six months of the silence that my mind imposed.