silhouettes
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Twilight’s Touch
Her slender limbs reach, holding the sun’s scarlet blush, night’s first quiet touch… Continue reading
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In the Margins of Morning
She stands still where the air softens, black ink on a page of pale light; her branches trace the quiet shape, to tell a story she hopes to write… Continue reading
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Quiet Flame at Dusk
She leans low, a quiet flame, peeking through trees turned dark and still; light slips between their shadowed frames, soft gold surrendering to evening’s will…. Continue reading
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Ghostly Silhouettes
Her ghostly branches quake and creak, with secrets the night dares not speak… Happy Halloween! 👻🎃 Continue reading
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Twilight’s Cathedral
Shadowed forms rise like cathedral spires, etched in dark grace against her golden fire… Continue reading
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Soft Surrender
Draped in gold and rose, her lips brush evening waters, while fishermen linger in her vanishing light, lost in her gentle embrace… Continue reading
Everything Tells A Story... 