At the turning of twilight
Where whispers of the past linger
The shadows edge the moonlight
And desire's of the heart remember

The laughter has not been silenced
Roses do not darken and wither
A heart not wrenched with agony intense
And desire's of the heart do not shatter

In midnight pangs your music beckons
Twirling, arching to your sweet chords
A soul cries out to the heavens
As trembling lips whisper forgotten words

Longing to feel you wipe the tears from my eyes
And lovingly kiss me one last goodbye

ALesiach © 01/12/2018