A touch of warmth

My eyes slowly open,
To a blend of lightness upon dark

Ochre and orange and indigo merge
In such perfect umbrage
I know not dusk from dawn

Time is in flux

For a few moments
I sift through asleep and awake

High above hints of urban sounds
I have no aural clues
Whether to hurdle up or hunker down

A little too proud

I refuse to cheat
By simply looking at the clock

In just a few minutes
I know I’ll have an answer
But what do I do in this exact moment?

In the warm stillness

I hold my breath
As I wait in anticipation

Then I hear you beckon me to love
And quite suddenly I don’t care
Matters of dusk or dawn a distant chord


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6 thoughts on “Twilight

  1. Yes when that comes about
    The last thing you want to do is give time a shout
    As time is just a pawn
    Be it dusk or dawn
    Very nice read
    Here at your feed

  2. This is my first visit to your site. You have a gift with your writing. This is only the first piece I’ve read and I’m taken away already to another place. Nicely done.

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