Twilight of remembrance.

I remember her twilight gaze
so pretty and full of grace,
that made me sigh and dream.

Eyes so beautiful like those
I have not seen more with their dose
of radiant and nice spring.

A star makes me remember
the enthusiastic days of november
in a twilight of light.

I know that I will not go back to those times,
nor will I have those lines,
but I remember you I will have tonight.