At dusk

in poetry •  7 years ago 

![image]() I sat staring at the empty beach in the afternoon, the wind blowing toward me, and usually the wind would make the eyes water. I painted his name on the wet sand, and the waves began to wipe it off, and my heart got out of control. This feeling is swept away as the sun that follows me begins to disappear and sinks from my gaze. All came back, remembering about her being the idol of every woman's heart, I met the twilight when she came and I could not have.
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