I'm still a little messed up but I'm still going to work tonight.
Still the twilight
still the orange-drenched, smoky tease of night
Quiet the moment
quiet the wild delight
slow slow
we move
pull back and wait
hold fast to those elusive, fleeting, shards of joy
twirl the dress, twirls
it gets caught in time
it is soft and cool and calming
it is never mine
marvel at the tune of sorrow
cries the lender, "always borrow!"
still the twilight, plant the seed
we crave for want and need for need
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