Dusk sighs;
Softly ceding
to a night drenched in sorrow.
This shadowing of a sun’s grace.
An evanesce
of light’s
benevolent embrace.
fading · poem 1
Dusk sighs;
Softly ceding
to a night drenched in sorrow.
This shadowing of a sun’s grace.
An evanesce
of light’s
benevolent embrace.