At Twilight (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize)

At twilight when the day begins
in into the cobalt endlessness
I did myself imagine
that you do share my life with me,
that we do sincerely and fervently love each other
and this thought did caress my heart
but it was as if something of your company
did part with the first red rays
while only the longing did stay
when the sun became much brighter
and sometimes I do wonder if you do feel like this over me
while only the yellow weaver did spread out its wings at the window,
did twitter as if was greeting the morning
and the moment was lonely but sweet.