sky twilight colours
unknown feelings start to come
colours change again
there will be no more warm sun
for the moonlit night has come

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sky twilight colours
unknown feelings start to come
colours change again
there will be no more warm sun
for the moonlit night has come

watching the last colours
grey, mauve, dirty white
distant layers of lost coral
disconnected in the dark
the tip of my nose feels cold
a quiet feeling at five pm
the coral layers are no more
between twilight and the night
my whole nose is cold now
An empty feeling,
the loss of another dawn;
you prefer twilight.