Unfaltering Twilight Love

Unfaltering Twilight Love short poem

Photo by Hamed Saber 

When twilight meets the evening sun,
Waiting to say goodbye,
She explodes into a wondrous ecstasy,
Making his heart rest without shadows,
In her wonderful exquisiteness.

He ignites a flame within her
Absorbing the fiery colors of his day,
Soothing him with her beautiful hues.
A time-frame that has no ending,
And a lifetime that looms invitingly.

When the sun goes into his temporary hideout,
With a promise to meet again,
As he disappears below the horizon,
With a sigh of anticipation,
Looking forward to his rapturous return.

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Laya Sarath

Aww..the lines are so very strong..:-)


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