love at the end of the twilight

The night blooms with the full moon And the sky is studded with wild stars I'm still sitting questioning in my reverie Should I shout like a roar?
Or does loneliness come to accommodate loneliness?
My mouth is tight, my tongue is stiff Longing voice calling is quiet Until night falls to cover the earth And sparkling stars paint the sky But I'm fine Then I wait for the love that rises at the end of the twilight Because there is a promise that must end perfectly when we meet on the edge of silence time stands still on the gloomy horizon.
You look at me meaningfully as if our meeting has been eternal with a smile blooming with the charm of love I found that beautiful smile again .

which made my tongue stiff and didn't want to speak want hands to shake but beautiful your body makes me more fixated with a handsome face that always haunts me lips always tease my soul most of my time your face was pictured where are you will we meet again I still miss the beautiful smile that bloomed from your innocent and beautiful face .
the twilight came bearing the rays of light which indicates your presence at that time we were only restless hearts and shadows You're asking about twilight the umbrella for our restlessness? I don't know, restlessness is like a twilight still

covered in black clouds You blushed and I guessed the question in your eyeballs about the taste that will come again with twilight a wonderful and faithful time "Wait for me in the twilight to come" you said at the end of our silent conversation today the longing's waiting is getting thicker and slowly disappear with twilight I feel a fragment of your heart growing and stuck in my soul with twilight is it you, its a riddle I can't find the answer?