send a whistle to the wine-sky,
i'll wait on the porch...
reeds rustle jazz song
while frogs burr along
your tune tugs a heartstring:
mine snaps to attention
stuck in the doorway,
watching sunset decay

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send a whistle to the wine-sky,
i'll wait on the porch...
reeds rustle jazz song
while frogs burr along
your tune tugs a heartstring:
mine snaps to attention
stuck in the doorway,
watching sunset decay
there are people who are always in love with the sky, no matter the weather One day, you will find someone who love you the same way
golden shadows float between leaves
threads spun from darkness
and strung up to dry
left to glisten and warm and absorb
the gentle glow of dusk
Shepherd lore: Sunset
I wonder why she hides behind the hills and cloudsShying away from the approaching breezy eveningOn clouds where birds fly in echelon, calling a farewell as they wentOn casted tree shadows hanging on the springs like rags on the railBored frogs may resume their croaky ballads;Hundreds of bass voices singing, in harmonyThe coloured clouds melt before the retreating dayAs queer images are drawn…
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Set My Sail
I set my voyage to many fantasies; it’s another cold night I ask for a dance under this golden view of the sunset Let’s share the lovely moment of glee over this district, Each time we swerve under the dusk wind and twilight
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