These growing feelings were inexorable
As could be,
We were taken by surprise while
Our feet were soaking in the shallow tide.
We missed the sign of the creeping twilight, and
The span of the galaxy sprung on the horizon;
I swam with the innumerable stars ever more,
Engulfed in those boundless pools of obsidian eyes.

Whispers of gold adorn your visage,
but why do they hide your facade?
The orange skies are calling your name,
but you're too vague to gaze the glade.
The dawn lifts your veil,
for you long to be caressed by the sun,
but as the covetous twilight blinks,
you shy away from the world.

A flicker of neon, a stairway unwinds,
Echoes dissolve into whispers of time.
Emerald lingers in the hush of the air,
Fading to sapphire, dissolving despair.

Soft are the edges where daylight recedes,
Waves in the distance hum low melodies.
Step after step, the silence hums too,
A world in between—green into blue.

Shadows stretch long in the glow overhead,
Memories linger, though softly they shed.
Something is calling, so distant, yet near,
A color in motion, a feeling unclear.

Follow the fading, let midnight ensue,
Let go of the emerald—fall into blue.