i had enjoyed
the most golden
of golden hours
as the sun
took its time
drawing out
its setting with
a contrast of
paling blue grey
in one direction
gently washed
with colour
in the other
clouds lined
in crimson
pinks and oranges
painting the sky
aglow with rapture
before it ceded
to the darkening
midnight blue
creeping in
high overhead
where its light can
no longer reach
the stars are unveiled
appearing shyly at first
until the moon too
shows her face
proudly illuminating
the coming night
Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 8:37 AM UTC
i had enjoyed
the most golden
of golden hours
as the sun
took its time
drawing out
its setting with
a contrast of
paling blue grey
in one direction
gently washed
with colour
in the other
clouds lined
in crimson
pinks and oranges
painting the sky
aglow with rapture
before it ceded
to the darkening
midnight blue
creeping in
high overhead
where its light can
no longer reach
the stars are unveiled
appearing shyly at first
until the moon too
shows her face
proudly illuminating
the coming night
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