Sun alights on the horizon; ocean prepares to reflect moon beams.

Fiery hues meld with black for the repose which evening ambiance deems.

Waves slip towards the settled shore like margarine across a heated pan.

Smokey clouds levitate above the view in a panoramic span.

Perceived reds of Rasputin limn the silence with feelings ominous.

Then, their warmth radiates to the heart, leaving no reason for a fuss.

Tides tuck in the edaphic world with goodnight kisses upon the head.

Setting sky mirrors pensive thoughts; time is nigh for sending here to bed. : )

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