Yosy Flug

Nightfall at the seashore


Black strokes
Of lazy waves
On peachy luminescence
Bordering the purple
Darkening sky
Pierced sparsely
By waking up stars….
Beloved,
O beloved!
Were it only
To behold
This wink of your beauty
It is worth
To be alive.

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