With the sapphire horizon’s mystic hue, A sight to behold, inviting as if on cue. In calm surrender drawing me near. Then the velvet shroud begins to disappear. Purple skies, Stars sparkling, Meteor showers. The night’s repertoire is guided with destiny’s powers. I winked once…twice, but you really are there. Our eyes locked in a disarming stare. With you here once again holding me close, The scene with its entourage stood still as if striking a pose. Written by the Author in September of 2001 © Naneth Ang 2019, All Rights Reserved
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