Dance in the Ashes

Open your eyes and hold my hand - look past the both of us and let our clasped lips break free; tell no lies because it is through constant doubt and silienced lullabies that we broken hearts now stand with fists cleneched. Sorrowful, yet regretless, tears fill eyes admist our unspoken emotions whirling in deep blue like the cascading water or the flowing heavens. Let us reminisce of forgotten smiles and lost warmth with names echoing under each subtle breath as a lasting reminder of what is and what is to be while you and I, hand in hand, dance in the ashes of what could have been, celebrating what we do have.