As daylight wanes, and night begins
there’s rapture in the air.
With static thought, and moonlit eyes
I see it all too clear.
What’s written in the stars, is written in the sand.
What’s written on the heart, is written now by hand.
My love for you is twilight.
My love for you is snow.
My love for you is many things, my love for you is old.
I’ve kept it in the shadows, of poetry and light.
I’ve kept it in the darkness, to brighten up my night.
Just know my heart is dancing, like fire unto stone.
Just know my heart is breaking, each night I am alone.
As daylight comes, I feel you near—
the darkness goes away.
The perks of you are endless still, your love’s a weathervane.