In the quiet dusk where shadows blend,
I kept my silence, a starless bend—
not to lead or wound, but to guard the skies,
to keep clear the peace behind my eyes.
Your light, it lingered, warm and true,
yet I drifted, held back, like fading dew,
afraid to weave a brighter thread,
where dawns might break but dreams would shed.
You think of me, and how I stayed—
half in the night, where constellations fade,
in tarot spread beneath darkening skies,
each card a reason, each breath a guise.
The Hermit’s lantern, the Fool’s ascent,
The Lovers cast, a bond half-bent.
Not for lack of feeling deep,
but to protect the quiet I chose to keep.
My world’s a dawn I’ve grown to know,
with solitary stars in a silent glow.
in shadows safe, in light restrained,
in freedom fierce and unchained.
And if ever, in another sphere,
I break this orbit and draw you near,
it will be a leap with courage whole—
an unbreaking dawn, a mended soul.
So hold your heart, as I hold mine,
in the constellations where paths entwine,
I need this night to seek my way
until the dusk gives birth to day.
Everlost 