Touch Me-Dusk
Electric burning red golden rays smile
As dreams dissolve by mere soft touch
The dark lightly brushes the skin
Reviving listless old bark
Bright to lovely new grey
Bold glittering stars
A truce declared
Earth and sky
As one
Joined
Free
As two
Sky and earth
A broken truce
Bright burning hot sun
Charring refreshed new skin
Lovely grey to burning red
Tired eyes await the dreaming dusk
Fingers rub the pain from blushing cheeks
Oh beautiful dusk envelope this scene
By-Tahera Mannan
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2011
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