The Evening

I sat there admiring
the beauty that you own,
the universe might have tried
but could create like it none.


The blush on your cheeks
the red rosy glitter,
the kiss of the setting sun
gives goosebumps and shiver

Peace that you bring
chirping of the wings,
the music in my ears
you play via the wind.

One way the setting sun
other the rising moon,
one into your nothingness
other to the land of brooms.


Taking all my pain away
problem from my brain away,
tincture of happiness
you pour into my soul this way.

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