There’s only one me; one human being: you, singular
And its unrealized, we’re all dazed.
Take care of you, I’ll protect me. Life unpredictable. Created perfectly. Alone, but with need and love to give.
amber layers rest upon goodnight, while an obsidian anchorage awaits confusing darkness with light might have been her first mistake nothing comes from a starless sky but an endless plea, more questions left naive, with no honest answers why sweet girl, that’s how this always happens
Dusk, My Love,
This moment always comes,
Now evident, you will incessantly fall,
like liquid sunshine from a weeping leaf.
With a somber face, I witness the ease,
Of you slipping out of my embrace,
And devotedly rising into hers,