Aurora
Oh my Aurora,
will anything be the same?
All your shapes that change,
the fog and the ashen mist
once seen never dissipates;
Two minutes with you,
I want an eternity;
Midnight rendezvous,
your lights flashing in my skies
sitting in your company;
Charged particles fly
cajoling with no equal;
Unexpected flames
dark hour became a sunrise,
Oh my perfect Aurora.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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