On Comes the Night

Sunset like a cotton candy world full of color fills the sky with mock representations of the earth below. Hills, valleys, rivers and fields in panoramic view float above my head. Clouds disapate and colors deepen as the temptress of sunset takes flight her time now spent. Twilight whispers and seduces as she brings on the blanket of night with bed warm promises till sunrise arrives with it's golden light. Kash wrote a Thau-bauk called Twilight Her Name and through this poem he was my muse for this poem. This is now part of a series of poems including Sunset Reverie, An Evening by The Lake, Days End, A Night of Dreams and Tiny White Canoe