napowrimo: an hour of twilight (day 26)

you spill light into the evening sun;
lending warmth to an otherwise
morose sky, you’re generous like
that. you stir the best parts of me;
i have long forgotten where you
end and i begin. your presence is
subtle like the warmth in twilight.
it dawned on me that i write you into
most of my poems out of necessity;
at some point, our story diverged.
your heart settled somewhere
in the east, you screamed your
voice into the western winds
and headed north. i fought the
urge to chase after you –

to share a path,
is to share a death.

we were never meant
for each other.

visual (painting):
https://imgur.com/3EBbOYl