Dusk and Dawn

We dont get along

Had it been from the very start 

Nuances and whispers

The thought of you

Was what I pursued

I perceive and give the rest to you

I get half and you get full

At dusk your poems subdue

Grey-looking and hardly anew

I had never really met you,

All I saw was your face glistening 

On the oceans surface

Dazzling eyes looking afar

Separate we shall be, and-

So, if the Sun calls you one last time

Remember to wave from afar