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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