Golden Hour

Original Title : Golden Hour and The Summer That Lasted a Lifetime Part 1 : Golden Hour Streaks of gold here, a glimmer there A painting—no, a masterpiece Beauty, struck in sudden magnificence The golden hour, and the girl caught in its tint Over a towering shadow, and gentle hums A lighthouse that leads with songs Fluttering in the wind, her hair And my senses under her care The girl gazes, far to the horizon To the gentle sun, a master painter And to the shimmering sea, as if inviting me She told me, she was who she longed to see The hour still gleams in gold Though sunset stirs, it’s yet to unfold The girl glimmers under a song’s certain beauty To search for the someone she gets to be And how she herself would go on to be