Over the sky you reign
Bright as ever you shine,
Yet still my grasp in darkness.
By the door you rest,
Yet hesitating to embrace.
The smiles glimpse,
Yet the heart unflattered.
Like the clouds you flow,
Yet never drop.
Like the time you pass,
Yet never respond.
Under the dusk you glow,
Yet trapped in the hidden depth.
“It reads like a conversation with a ghost—someone there, but not really. Haunting and delicate.”