In the twilight
my eyes scan the horizon
pleading to behold you,
but all I see
are mirages in front of me.
It's okay
if you are a cloud by day
and cloak yourself in mystery and play.
I can seek you out then
and have energy to find you.
But at night,
when darkness blinds,
I need you
to be the fire in the night.
Let me see your passion
and may that pull me through
and guide me back to you.
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