A turquoise sky marbled with wisps of Xanadu clouds,
Framing smudges of magenta layered over wrinkles of denim,
Smeared above remnants of a setting orb
Outlining silhouettes of barren limbs stretching into space.
Let us walk along the shadows wrapped in weary contentment
Hands intertwined in night’s rhapsody
Silently sharing the crescendo of a days demise
As it graciously releases its last breathe into twilight.