Twilight Kiss

Twilight Isaak Levitan



Here is coming sight…I watch,
awaiting twilight, that horizon
kiss, my moment to see in; Then
I am fireless flame, invisible, yet
all else—is.  Death’s spy, hidden
cat’s eye glare: windowed doll’s
theatre—oh, what would it be
like. That person, there! Smiles.
Content? At least happier. Yes,
I could be happy being you. I,
outside your house, the wisp
breathing, the last lip of sun,
touching earth, starring sky.


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