Twilight Aurora

Like an interrupted dream shadows of the one who inspired it linger like morning dew. No aroma and no taste, yet I'm left breathless, as thoughts reminisce. I listen to this tired heart, as one deep breath results in a thousand sighs and I don't want to be found, but yearn to understand why I feel like a million crumpled stars, silently sprinkled like paint drops protecting the moon, feeling like glue holding the universe together and who am I to disturb it? Her beauty was a merited gift. Her departure unnecessary. Her lips without speaking could rewrite history and I wonder can she hear these sighs? Her call is the one I want to answer for eternity. To speak until no words remain. Give until there is nothing - submitting to her submission is life's greatest victory. Twilight aurora, night flower of this heart, you shine in emerald velvet hues in shades of scarlet. Like a rainbow, your presence brightened the horizons. but just like the stars you disappeared with daylight - your absence leaving behind blackness.