Soothing Song
the prime sigh of the waning twilight
beetle larva gazes at the bright delight
waves of a sleek quaver in a fit sight
She soars towards the azure sky
morphs into the golden syllables
singing of a tawny moon
rouse the tangled yearnings of the soul
whispered hue of a jubilee soothing song
Written: May 28, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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