Twilight

I hear the sun setting.
can you hear it too?

it sounds
like
the beginning
of something new.
it frightens me.
yet, it welcomes you.

I’m not sure if I like it.
No.

I don’t like it.
but,
do you?

in the deep night,
I still
hear that soft
silence
beckoning so sweetly.

the sun rises,
without you.
i heard nothing
crescendo at dawn.

did you?
I’ll never know,
but i do know
that you know
that
I love you.