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Night time serenade

by @rob-kingston

An emporium full of visual delights, moonbeams bounce and dance, around a pitted cloud clear site. A shooting star shining, a whooshing sound if heard, lights the sky as it blazes bright, starting in the east, accelerating, disappearing out of pleasured sight. Stars blaze illuminating dark, the galaxy forming its magical map of horoscopes in this glorious orb, Its North Star guidance for some who navigate upon our planet earth be it on land air or under the sea, a million or more miles the distance should we achieve the ability to or want to go see up close these glowing planets of rock, gas and ore. Dying stars growing in their brightness, as if, a last attempt of holding life, Glowing brighter than before their internal charges disperse, fading no longer able to ignite. Dancing colours in the north and south, painted great abstracts wide and far, Hues of fusing reds oranges yellows greens across dark blue, Spectacular moments for those with time to sit, observe and view, these magical electrically charged special dancing hues. Reflections distorting down below, hues shading, appearing blushed as oceans gush and light rides upon a moonlit magnetic heaving tide, a tide awaiting, a stage set for two Only you can see the magic being created in front of misted, barely woken if open eyes, Only you can see the rising spirits coming up to play upon the core of sphere, Under the kaleidoscope twinkling melee filled bustling sea and sky. Rise up, a beckon, a call to you, come join this light filled orb of invisible tunes, Where a piano plays a serenade and the orchestra complements with Soft sounds of Trombones, cello’s, violins, tuba’s, drums and flutes A tempo set to sweep excited people off their seat and on into their dancing shoes Rise up in your sparkly dancing dress and shoes for you are floating Imagination growing with every timeless move Twinkling stars blinking approval, reflections in the agreeing tide as it ebbs and flows. Rise up, move, dance, sway, step and jump to those imaginary magical tunes A prince of darkness, a dreaming queen   A loving scene, a glory electrically charged night time dancing dream.
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May 28, 2015
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3m
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#dream#dance#romance#space#clouds#star#serenade#planet#colours#hues
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