Keeping a bit private
after the night
the sun goes all out.
Over the painted rose
and through the shady clouds.
East west north and south
at the end of the day always returns
the twilight could never forget
a lurking little mole
the sun's missing beauty spot!
The ambling twilight goes deep
it isn't all black
a full moon shines on her brow
neither the night is pitch dark
down the mountains of floating stars.
Tomorrow again yet in the broad daylight
the sun will tuck into a throw of twilight
something is still private a black mole in the light.
Aug 22, 2022
Aug 22, 2022 at 10:51 PM UTC
Keeping a bit private
after the night
the sun goes all out.
Over the painted rose
and through the shady clouds.
East west north and south
at the end of the day always returns
the twilight could never forget
a lurking little mole
the sun's missing beauty spot!
The ambling twilight goes deep
it isn't all black
a full moon shines on her brow
neither the night is pitch dark
down the mountains of floating stars.
Tomorrow again yet in the broad daylight
the sun will tuck into a throw of twilight
something is still private a black mole in the light.