Secrets of Sundown
The night a blazing orange.
A sense of freedom and adventure cuts through the air-
Nothing can stop us now!
The sun sets to leave only a tinge of amber,
As the day creatures turn to their beds except for us-
The night creatures,
For whom has sprung to life.
We run wild across the land,
While the tangelo skies soar above us.
Have you ever felt blood orange?
Inspiration blossoms from within as the heart pulses,
To throw open a window.
To exscape reality.
Your steps are light and ethereal.
The high of the night that will never end.
Copyright © Michelle Hockey | Year Posted 2015
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