It is in the quietest of moments.
The silent pause found in twilight hue,
When the sun slips behind the horizon ..
Lost to a single purple pen stroke-
I find myself thinking of you.
From childhood's hour .
I have not seen , as others were.
I have not seen , as others saw.
I could not awaken my heart ..
.. to joy at the same tone.
And all I loved, I loved alone.