You are a flame in the half-light

You are a flame in the half-light, a glow that hypnotises,
an echo of lips that never met,
the restless nostalgia of an impossible touch,
the verb in the breeze that intoxicates the wind.

Your shadow dances softly among silent whispers,
a fleeting sigh that escapes time,
dreams, in silence, bare their longing,
and the soul, in its labyrinth, seeks your reflection.

You are fire and ash, sparkle in the fog,
a corner lost in the vast path,
the stars trodden by distant footprints,
an eternal mantra echoing in the soul.

You are a flame that burns, a mystery that embraces,
the light that dazzles, a mourning that passes,
and though the wind blows with unbridled fury,
in every heartbeat, you will always be in my life.