Sunset Princes

Firstborn daughter below sunset.
Scarlet morning is her mother.
Goddess of all, saint and princess
dancing right before my eyes.

Can I watch you for a while?
Just to see your dance before you disappear.
Step by step she’s slowly moving towards me.
So fill up my void with your morning still.

Why can’t I remember your face?

Now I watch the fight between a night and day
I have to stop the time or she’s gonna fly away
High into the sky and assimilate with sun
I wonder why she doesn’t want to take me with her.

So I scream” I want to fly with you”.

She still doesn’t want me by her side
Am I too loud?
Or just not pure enough
to be a prince of the sunset.
I just want to ask you.

Why does something good always turn into hate?
Into nothing
why everything must be a fake
and all over again
Why couldn’t she stay with me
just to be my friend.