golden
—for z.
mesmerising amalgamation of golden, butterscotch tones, amber hues and ruby shades topped off with cotton clouds displayed proudly before my wandering eyes;
oh what a sight to behold!
my eyes drink up the ethereal vista gifted by the heavens, and every ounce of my soul absorbs my surroundings - the slowing down of time, serenity falling over the vicinity and homes lighting up, twinkling and twinkling.
golden, golden sunsets - the most divine reward that a soul could ever be bestowed upon for having survived yet another long day and not succumbing to the sugary temptations hurled at it by none other than life itself.
truly enchanting blessings are these sunsets, never failing to satisfy every little thing the soul needs.
golden, golden sunsets, these are the sunsets that make life worth living.
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YOU ARE READING
to make a home out of every sunset.
Poetrypoetry. ❝my eyes dance across the vast sky and land on the sun as it gloriously dives its way home to the welcoming embrace of the horizon; handing over the baton to the bewitching moon.❞
