She shone gracefully as raindrops fall on my skin.
The wind blew me hard, yet, that gold to orange tint in the sky left me frozen.
It kept me on my mind that such beauty might came with hurricane too.
I was, indeed, hypnotized.
What an odd tranquil it was, I asked myself.
I heard her voice vibrating through air, Telling me to get closer.
I saw her fairy eyes staring, convince me to stay around her.
I felt her hand reaching, hoping me to grab it faster.
What a pity destiny for I knew I would burn to ashes once I let myself fall.
As she turned darker and taken away by time, I kissed her goodnight, I kissed her goodbye.
Ambon, 6 May 2022.