Twilight Refrain

A whisper of rain on a window pane, A silver thread, a soft refrain. The city sighs, a muted hum, While shadows lengthen, silently come. A neon bloom in the twilight's hold, A story whispered, never told. The streetlights flicker, amber eyes, Reflecting dreams and soft goodbyes. A lonely saxophone, a mournful plea, Drifts on the breeze, wild and free. The heart remembers a tender ache, For moments lost we cannot retake. A paper moon, a fragile gleam, Reflects in puddles, a watery dream. The world is hushed, a velvet night, Where stars ignite with gentle light. ©bfa031125