summer sets

As I sit quietly in the corner,

 reading  words so full of hope,

love, loss, and new beginnings,

 a soft pinkish-orange twinge of light

 radiates through the window.

The sun sets yet again in the West,

and I grasp at promises of light,

impending dark,

but no matter now the insignificance of

fate, time, darkness and dreams.

This, only this

is the moment I have waited for.

Just this glimpse of beauty,

fading quickly into the horizon.

As the night looms closer

and still closer,

creeping into twilight.

Then finally, the sweet bliss of night.


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