the soft glow of

twilight

caused by

the refraction

of my love.

as the sun dips back

to wherever it came from

the features of trees

seem to soften into

silhouettes

until i am left only

with shadows of how

i used to love.

Night writes
To Day,

Return at my darkest
End,
Sprinkle color of a
Temporary death,

Then at evening
I write again

The meeting place
Of two friends...

Intoxicated from the weight of euphoria,
Silence drips viscously into the soul
Until drowning is no longer a fear,
But an option.

Feet wet from nostalgia
Of ungraspable motions,
Time rests heavily on dewed eyelids...

The soul buries itself further.

It was a one star early evening..  
I was walking thinking of you..
Alone in the twilight you were..
Wrapped in darkness and dying light..
I wondered if you thought of me..
I wondered if you could see the night cathing up to my soul..
And once it did I lost you in the now black star filled sky..
You were there somewhere..
You watched me looking for you..
Until  early tomorrow evening..
When you are the only one high in the sky..
Wrapped in darkness and dying light..
We see eachother...
Before the night mixes you away..

before the last
of the light is gone
crickets

You were my twilight sky. I would sit at the edge and stare just right at your beautiful colors please to give me life.
But darkness creeps, fading the colors. It's the time to let go of the past and embrace the new. The night has come and so my fear. I faced my bravery in restoration of the colors. Instead, I saw stars twinkle on the dark sky. They were lovely to gaze.
That's to say about your coming. You came into my life with that darkness on you. I have questioned everything about you. But when you let your guards down, I realize you were beautiful. Because of your brokeness, that even makes you interesting. You shine with the stars that I look upon. I love the absence of colors for the darkness with its star's shine is making it more dreamy. And the night sky is you, my new life.

Woven in twilights gaze
            the best words even in a haze.
Momentary crossings from each others path,
               cross and blend to mean                
                           one's momentary final glance.

And another within a hues sheen,
           will fade into the light and breath.
                        Within the sinking sullen twilight..

By early mornings light
Shadows disperse
Run for cover to the dark roots
Subterranean refuge
Safety in the cold earth
Mother Nature’s bedrock womb
Necrosis of light gestates
Rests its weary, starless mind
Gloom retires, lies in wait
Twilight beckons the return