The end of the end and the beginning of a beginning.

The Tryst

Twilight

It is over

The day that mixed two souls

The day that made history

This day that will be known to only us

Darkness makes its way down to my shoes

The sun steals behind a mountain

I am alone

It is over

Where did we go?

Where have we been?

Fools scatter from darkness

As some bleed darkness

Darkness makes no apologies

Darkness just takes

Takes virtue from our sight

Takes you from me

Awaiting the sun I sit on the steps

Willing myself towards happiness

At the risk of losing my way

Turn my head to see the beginning

The beginning of something else

 It begins

Possibilities

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  • J. Laine on Aug 23, 2009

    Tryst, my favorite word…beautiful

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