Shadows descend on the valley,
Hawks surrendering their skies to brother owl,
Effectively transitioning;
Like the changing of the guard, the night watchman takes his post.
Lingering light shudders, then plunges into dusky dreams;
Your eyes, heavy with sleep, quickly follow suit.
Hmm. It is an interesting image of dusk as a kind of dance (says the Baptist boy to the Church of Christ girl). I like it.
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