The Sunset Lingers

 The Sunset Lingers

Stirring breezes

Murmuring secrets

In the falling shades of night

In the fragrant

Damask flushed rapturous

Dying of the day

The heady wine of twilight

Sleeping stars, roused

From violet celestial forests

Shyly quivering

In calm and beauteous rapture

While the sunset lingers in ecstasy

In the pearled vault of heaven

© Ann Bagnall 2014.

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