You Are Beautiful Like Twilight
Traces of longing in the twilight sky
The dim twilight sky testifies to your traces that don't want to go away. There is your name among the orange, settling in every prayer that I didn't have time to read.
You passed by my eyes like a shadow of the wind that I couldn't hug, but I guess in between seconds that I didn't dare to greet.
I wrote your name in the air, with fingers that used to tremble. Every time you smiled at me, without knowing I was falling, and didn't have time to wake up until today.
You may not hear the whisper of longing that I left in the crimson sky. But every color of twilight is my way of calling you secretly.
If later you look up at the evening sky, and there is a feeling that you don't understand, perhaps, it's me who hasn't finished missing you.
Greetings always compact.
By @midiagam