In the crimson dusk of april's sunfall
With venus flowing still at nightfall east;
As owls shrug awake from their daylong drowse
Airy dreams that flew since the stars began.
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Down the drowsy gorges of april dreams. Wonderful poem really shared. Nicely penned.