Call of the Twilight

Across the gate that separates the mundane from the divine,

where neither love nor hatred exists,

I saw your face - enigmatic yet content.

Your pale complexion contrast with the sea of crimson flowers, 

and the golden river reflecting the twilight sky.

This world may reject you,

this world may never understand you.

But you understand it well.

Are you finding yourself within me?

Or am I finding myself within you?

Without a single thought,

we dance to our hearts' content,

piercing through every shade of pain.

And when the time comes,

our paths may diverge.

But let's meet again,

at this twilight hour...