The sun arose and travelled across the horizon
dragging the morning into the afternoon.
It serenaded the motions of all that wondered beneath
its gaze. But its time was a choreography of passing
for even though it was a fixture in the skies it still
had to settle into motions of twilight.

Sister of the one that collected upon its setting,
he wove his glare in perpetual shading.
Where she gazed across the world, he climbed
on the footsteps of darkness. Only ascending
upwards never in motions to see all but to glimpse
on the womb that encompassed the shaded beauty
that was stationery below its gazes.

He wasn't like her bright in reflection, obscure
gazes of a vague aura that caressed everything in
a dullness of vision, but not to see within oblivion
that was painted on everything below.
Never was he offence in taking the luminosity of
what she had bathed before his arising. But like a
blanket he smothered it gently out of view.

She was patient in her slumbering, awaiting the
demise of her siblings arising. Never encompassing
on his moment even though when she had arisen he
would linger upon her view. A reflection of what he
was neither embodied in opaque surrounding.
Features of his pain viewed on the perception of
all that gazed above, seeing his sorrow lingering in
the illumination of a sibling.

"The light gazes in whispers upon the veil of twilight,

*"Cuddling in twilight respecting the others moment.