Dance of Love
As evening beckons the Sun to take a calm repose,
Sweethearts to the horizon ascend as does the silvery Moon.
To exchange kisses and vows with the ones they chose.
The lovelorns sit and hum a soft, woeful croon,
But sands of time like giant balls roll away; why stay morose?
As the Moon fades, the Sun serenades; “love” dances to the tune!
Copyright © Sspriha Agarwal | Year Posted 2024
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