Under the dying embers of twilight

I see someone's silhouette in plain sight

from deep slumber my inner core rises

jaded memories rebirth in moonlight

my fossilised mind crash lands into past

witness I, interred self's funeral rite

she fades in, fades out, relic from yore; gore

maze clears, I now daze at her in bright light

we move on: what oxymoronic lie!

present is past with no future in sight

when one heart mates another, heavens bless

lovers do die; it's their love that shines bright