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Even as the last hues of diminishing day fall silent in the hush of twilight,
trepidation dances with delicious anticipation.
Shadows lengthen into velvet darkness
as the bluster of rush and hurry scurrying from the daylight stretches out against the cool shadows to sigh.
Midnight flutes serenade the sparkling hours of night
as billows of possibility mingle with whispers of dreams
like lovers dallying amid the soiree,
kissing the sweet honeyed nighttide before Apollo stirs.

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Poetry and Art by ~Morgan~

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