English poem
At Twilight
by Charles John Heitzman (1911–1941)
The twilight still lingered after I kissed you, The world was still the same; The twilight still lingered and with its fire Set the dying sky aflame.
The twilight still lingered after I kissed you, Its breath still caressed your hair. Vesper bells tinkled from an old tower, The sea still whispered its prayer.
The twilight still lingered after I kissed you On that rocky, windswept shore, But there was one little star in the sky, dear, That hadn’t been there before. 2em