Come and bath in the fading light of this poem – ASK THE DUSK
slowly, sun begins to set,
twilight’s colors igniting the sky
light warily fading beneath horizon,
not quite ready for goodbye
patiently, I wait, for stars to shine,
illuminating hungry eyes
as dark descends in silky silence,
waking mortal souls once shy
where, lying bare, to moon and you
I ask dusk to help me fly
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Sensous.
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Yes, that’s what makes it so wonderful! Thanks so much for this comment!
xoxo
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