Friday, July 15, 2016

At a lusty dusk

At a lusty dusk
When the sky got the rouge
Of love , so yellow , orange and blue,
They sat , the two,
And watched how
The colors of their love got spread,
From the sky,
To the river bed,

At a lusty dusk,
When the sky got the rouge

They sat there, the two.

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