Looking back into the afterglow

As we wander alone, no hope in sight,
Whence the day has passed, brooding in our plight,
Do drift with me slowly into hindsight,
Can’t you see, how to be happy tonight?

When the lids weigh heavy and the limbs light,
When the mind swings gently, to the music of the night.
Will you meet me again in that foregone twilight,
In that afterglow, that we always feel right?

Don’t you realize, those days when our smiles shone bright,
When together, our dreams took flight,
Don’t you realize, yet, the reason for our delight?
For thence, in our arms, we were right.