Dusk by Lael Keller

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Dusk

 

We seek wishes

At dusk

We seek our endless dreams

Hidden by shameless schemes

Everything is not what it seems

At dusk

The windows are closed tight

But blinds open for light

We hear the cackle of a thunderous sky

And see slits of lightning sly

As raindrops pelt the ground

We’re shaken by rumbling sounds

At dusk

Trees swoon now more violent

We wish the night was silent

We fear the forbidding kiss

Of an unbeknownst fate

A feeling we wish to miss

At dusk

Leaves float down in waves

Then wading in the pastel pool

Following the path it paves

Spinning like silk on a spool

At dusk

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