Twilight that infinitesimal place
between night and day,
you remind me of
darkness and light,
bound together in a moment
photographed on your soul
dancing between the setting
of the sun and
the rising of the moon
why transition to night
when we can bridge light
and shade
complexities in charms
wrapped in lovers
arms,
the colour of happenstance,
whole in substance,
passion red sky
in twilights eye
hang between the time
of shadow and light
suspend me in your colours
twilight experienced
thrice a day,
sun rise, sun set and
when at last our eyes met
that instant pales all else,
leaving nothing but shadows
in our wake
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