Twilight

Beyond afternoon sun
Before moonlight
In the peaceful quiet time
I hear our tune
Wind settles on me
Caressing fingertips
Sigh of the trees
A breath from your lips
Echoes of the wise one
Who sits in nearby tree 
In the twilight
In the quiet
I wait for thee

Before moon finds her way
To sky
The in-between time
Together
We
Fly

04/15/2003

Posted on 04/15/2003
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