Pools Of Waning Light
The sky prepares itself for the night,
as teabag clouds start slowly steeping
in colored pools of waning light;
and darkness descends like an ebony curtain.
As teabag clouds start slowly steeping,
Luna peeks over the mountain peaks
and darkness descends like an ebony curtain,
across the velvet velour of time and space.
Luna peeks over the mountain peaks,
responding to the allure of the stars
across the velvet velour of time and space;
splayed out like sparkling diamonds.
Responding to the allure of the stars,
fireflies signal for love on the wing;
splayed out like sparkling diamonds
and fairy trails, made of pixie dust.
In colored pools of waning light,
responding to the allure of the stars
splayed out like sparkling diamonds:
the sky prepares itself for the night.
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