I wanted to ask you,
If you’d be the day
And I could be the night.
That way we’d never
Let go of one another.
I thought it romantic,
Then I realized I
Was wrong. Day and
Night never touch they’re
Always separated by twilight,
Chasing each other, never
Touching but desperately
Trying to reach something
Beyond their grasp. To
My despair I found
This a better description
Of you and me.
Yes, but,
It is true
That night and day never touch
Except for the moment
They mingle
In twilight
Becoming one with the other,
As day slips away
Desperately clinging to night's hand,
And the early morning,
Where night wakes day
With a soft kiss.
Wondrous Metaphors
Separated by twilight and dawn - I think such spaces separate gods and humans - A fine write - Lady A
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