1. The sun setting satisfies my hungry eyes and a glowing in the distance reveals a splash of a bold pink- orange sky, transforming into the midnight blue of early night.
2. Lights in the distance are the shining of lights through windows and street lights startling in the fading sunlight, and reviving the city in aliveness; I’m intoxicated with light and want to return to my city, but here in the dark, all is gentle serenity fading into black.
3. The sun sets, I absorb the elements of nature surrounding me and I feel the wind, butterfly kisses gently soothing my cheek; I smell the fresh cut grass, a natural perfume reminding me of childhood and trying to eat grass; I memorize the arc of the waning moon, a crescent hanging cheekily in the midnight sky which, reminds me of our relationship — a thinning of the blooming harvest moon of our love –only a sliver remains and the bloom of a full moon has died.
Thanks to Sonya for hosting Three Line Tales.
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