End of day
The sun rolled down the clear, autumn sky
in a blaze of fuchsia,
its light lingering
like a lovers’ first kiss.
The sun rolled down the clear, autumn sky
in a blaze of fuchsia,
its light lingering
like a lovers’ first kiss.
This started out as a prompt in Writer’s Forum magazine, giving me the title. I really enjoy these exercises and they can make a wonderful change from whichever project you’re working on.
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Walking together
Under foggy street light
While you wonder
How to say goodnight
How to say goodnight
Will it end in a kiss?
Or will you return home
And regret the chance missed
Regret the chance missed
As she fades from sight
Wishing you knew
How to say goodnight