Twilit Fantasy
A short piece that was inspired by the quickly setting sun in a beautiful place with a beautiful woman and the way she makes my heart melt. As always, I am a cheeseball, and I am more than okay with that. I will be this way till I croak, with any luck.
The sun sets between the rocks
The light fades as she finds respite
Your eyes gleam in the twilight
My heart seems to flutter
Is this the moment, is this how I go
or simply the thing they call love
The sky darkens rapidly
Your silhouette is all that holds me
tethered to this moment, this life
The moon is gone tonight
Hiding behind the clouds, no doubt
The cool air turns sharp
Then I feel it
The thing that returns light and warmth
Flutters return to every part of me
As you take my hand
It is not death that calls
This is more than a moment
This is love.