Twilight Answer

begging toward an empty sky
a sigh
and then one star
it whispers with her heart
and she knows
her time will come
like a golden cross
like a pillow lost
like two fairy tales
meeting in the middle of a book
discussing destiny and rhyme

a cool breeze closes her eyes
the planet comforts her
and she sways and plays
with her twilight answer

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