Poem -
Of Twilight She Came.
It came
in essence
of twilight
where breath
and perfume
meet.
In language
only your
tongue could
speak
it was you with
the night at your
breast
it was found
deep below
at the ebb
of my soul
in darkened light
where stars may
show
my inner
light was dreaming
of you Β
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