The fireplace <br />was eager <br />to put a fullstop, <br />in the sentence <br />where the road <br />of my dreams <br />stuck <br />upon the word of happiness <br />with sparkles <br />of wet logs <br />I collected <br />from the inside of me <br />that I dared <br />to turn to ashes.<br /><br />Dimitris P. Kraniotis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ashes/
