Lingering

I hope for a lingering day,

moments stretching long

and leaning into the warmth

of a slow rising sun 

that decides to amble

across the sky,

a casual stroll

before allowing

the full moon 

to rise, the evening

embracing us

in twilight’s dreamy

lilac and amber glow,

and the moment,

a holding breath, 

leading up to dusk

settling over all the world.

—C.L. Fisher, March 2021

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