The sun set in the west,
painting the sky
in pastels of purple and pink
with the last of its light.
And as the the day
receded before the night,
I lingered at the edge,
in the twilight
whose rosy hues
softened the vagaries of reality
and hinted at the fae of dreams.

Response to the Daily Prompt: Linger

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