Until Next Time

Slow sun falls behind
the curtains of the day.

A new echo comes
to rattle with the rails.

Night winds revolve
in the sky, and sing.

In the chill of the air,
dreams harden, and form.

Eyes of light shiver
against the waves of black.

Slow sun falls behind
the curtains of the day,

sharing its loving warmth
with the time yet to come.

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