Virgo Blight

Faded Summer

The gentle twilight, so warm and calming,
once invited us to wrestle under its watchful eye
The far off hum of crickets serenaded us on the grass
-we hardly noticed.
Embraced in one another,
we waited as the nights grew stale.
Days grew shorter:
the evenings came unwelcomingly early.
An eternity soon grew cherished-

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