fleeting_twilight aM i DiStUrBeD? Twilight is setting in. A new shade of the ever changing day. Pale and soft, just like your skin. You look down on me from your home, the roof of the sky. Change the way I feel, think. Change the way the world looks. Enclose me, encapsulate me. I feel your presence, but cannot see your face. Give me a bird that can streak across your soul. White, blue. Cold as steel and heavier than life itself. Twilight is upon my page. Written into the ink on my canvas. Painted with the music of my mind. Fading with every blink of your eyes. Leaving me soon. Turns into night. When the world sleeps. My soul weeps. Longing to see twilight again. 040905 what's it to you? who go blather from