Flourishing leaves and solemn sunsets,
Yield sensual feelings to never forget.
A brisk moment of natural beauty,
From an evening suns' casting duty.
Staring in awe like a child's first snow,
Gazing through panes in a bedroom window.
A horizons' gold for eyes to behold,
Dimming the earth with shadows so cold.
Fine-ration the seconds,
sweet-savor the sight.
The slimming light beckons,
just prior to night.