David Shaul - Twilight

So lovely

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Twilight
Between hands floats
A worn out frisbee
From the washed shore
I remembered again

I sat down
I saw through the bushes
A trunk that fell
A branch that grew
And it grew

We relaxed
And we chatted about the elections
Knaffe from a box
A wrapped up girl
The evening breeze
You were beautiful yesterday
When you were calm
You talked then

I writhed
I didn't know how to wait
Words that were captured
Between my gathered hands
So I went
Stories turn into
Crickets that play
Into the night

I think that when I get back
I'll talk with you until the morning light

Na na na na...

I think that when I get back
I'll talk with you until the morning light