Stay

The blue hour arrives, a period between morning and dusk. Twilight reflects the fading of your love-light for my heart aches when our sunset weeps. Hints of deep indigo and orange bleed across the sky-- the clouds, the ocean, everything drowns into the horizon--birds and grass . And I cannot grasp that dot in your eyes, so lay me down by your rosy leaves and forget not how we shivered, feverish when in tears, we vowed to stay, a time eternal. John Lawless, Poetry Unhinged 28 Aug 2016