Night’s Embrace, Bonfire’s Kiss
The lingering scent of sunscreen fades, as warm night air begins to ease. My favorite sight, where moonlight braids through branches, whispering through the trees.
It showers down on the barn’s tin roof, a scent of woodsmoke, softly curled. Colors pop, we grin within, as doo-wop sways our summer world.
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You had me with the musicality of the opening line, “The lingering scent of sunscreen fades.” A hint of summer magic.
” where moonlight braids/ through brances”
Is very core shadow evoking.
Very painterly.
The imagery is breathtaking. You place us right there with you. Such a gorgeous poem!
I like the music here!
I can
smell this: scent of sunscreen fades
see this: moonlight braids through branches
hear this: showers down on the barn’s tin roof
and love:
doo-wop sways our summer world