We danced at the end of the sun’s shadow where darkness crept at the brink,
Where all was still as the rays grew low just beneath the stars’ first blinks.
Our dance never lasted for long for the moonlight shone too bright,
But every day, for just one song, we danced before the night.
© Jade M. Wong 2016
July 12th’s Word: takipsilim (n.) twilight or dusk