Twilight and Me

I accept growth
I accept every little-beautiful things deep down there
I accept this crepuscular thing called sentimental well being
I accept self-love
’cause Bergamot pour forgiveness over this realm of sense
In the dead of night when fire and rain collide
I accept apologize
It’s not a fault when I still amazed by how your gaze see through me
When all you see is hurricane in a sunny day
Not really sure about how your footsteps sound so far away
When dream or reality is the same
I accept your smile, still.
And
I accept me
Whole