You.

As the world wavers between seasons; the transitional twilight encircles with a smoky afterglow. I stop, and think of you. A metamorphosis from obscurity; embrace this final phase. Seize the change of time; wrap warmth around and temper what is revealed. I am reminded of you. Entwine the moods, regenerate the bond. All your tomorrows are unknown shades to be discovered. And I can't stop thinking about you.