Dusk is when the curtains draw
Twilight tiara on the head of the sky
The gloaming calls
The sun slips and falls
Unfolds the black blanket again
Come along my only friend
You've been with me all along
My shadow, yes, you follow
No matter where I loiter
Even when I'm wrong
Dusk is a dalliance
Between dark & dying day
The heart slows to a leaden pace
Like a music box unwinding
Sedated in the blurring blush
Dusk is a door
Left slightly ajar
Nudged shut by the cat
As she makes her way outside
To listen to the nocturne of Selene
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Escapril 2020
PoetryA poetry collection based on prompts from @letsescapril on Instagram
