One sunset

I hear the unspoken words whisper through the wind
my love is not yours
it can only be
for this one night
one sunset
in your arms

the hero’s journey comes at a high price
to taste love
but not to know it
and you, dear soul
are that taste

the solitary notes
echoing through the halls
the single tear
down a blushed cheek
the caress
that traces lifetimes across pale skin

dance with me

dawn need not be a sentence
may it be a joy
that night fell, after all

do not yearn for my love, darling
it was never yours

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