Blushing Wallflower

A blushing wallflower has just arrived
in the corner of tonight’s sky.
On its immense dance floor, how jealous
and diminished the stars seem.

Enamored, torn to threads, wispy clouds
recompose into a silk carpet.
Adorned in this spring night’s scents,
the wind has woven her a song.

To the fortunate few, she is the perfect
antidote to sleep’s murky drug.
An absorbent sponge of yesterday’s sun,
her glow silhouettes every tree.

Wasted electricity, hazy streetlights are
no longer part of the equation.
Humbled to become a shadow of itself,
the dark folds into her embrace.

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