Golden Hour

Gold dips evening’s essence

In her honey colored light

Amber effervescence

Draws long shadows ’fore the night

Sun rests on a bed of waves

Tide‘s sonnets sing to sleep

Her pulse slows and perfusion fades

Death nears as colors weep

Star’s lost luminescence;

Sky’s curtain’s drawn to veil:

Her rising, Dawn of Radiance —

Eternally, she dwells

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