We Can

When I sit and watch the Sun's final dance,
before the twilight,
I can only think of brown eyes hidden
behind a fading smile.
A voice
weaving golden sounds, words of magic
whispered as the moon cast images
of shadows holding hands.
When I sit and watch the moon, it begins
a silent song of lovers afar, as they search
the blackened sky for that one star.
When I sit and watch the Sun's final dance,
before the twilight,
I can only feel the moon's silent song.
It brings my smile, and only then
I know,
together we can last forever.

©ScottlB