Spellbound
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Succumbing to the night's allure,
I greet the Goddess of the moon.
And Luna rises, all aglow,
elegant lady of the night.
Dusk blurs the lines of light and dark,
succumbing to the night's allure.
And a sinking scarlet sun slips
slowly over the horizon.
Crimson chars the edge of the Earth;
as shifting shadows swiftly merge.
Succumbing to the night's allure;
an owl announces dusk's approach.
A diamond-studded ebony
descends like a velvet curtain.
And I am instantly spellbound,
succumbing to the night's allure.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2022
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