Nocturne Poetry

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Tonight there are nocturne melodies

dancing about my room,

just before in the cerulean dusk

among fresh rain smells on pavement

ceased drops, slight sprinkles

t’was the gentle spring

chirping chatter of birds

outside my window

singing sweetly of tonight

and of the final resting

the last sunset up ahead;

how I wish it to be as simple

and beautiful as these cradling notes

the rhythmic stanzas of breath

like sleep on an evanescence sea.

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