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Twilight Serenade on the Urban Balcony”?
Twilight Serenade on the Urban Balcony”?
On a balcony high, where the city lights sleep,
Two silhouettes in the twilight keep.
A guitar gently weeps in the fading light,
As day gives a sigh and welcomes the night.
The sky, a canvas of purple and pink,
Whispers of day's end, as stars slowly wink.
A cup rests, untouched, by the melody's lure,
While birds on the wing, their freedom assure.
In this moment of peace, with the world far below,
The music speaks love, in its soft, tender flow.
Hands reach out to touch, in the sunset's last gleam,
A picture of tranquility, like a waking dream.
So let the strings play, as the night birds sing,
In the heart of the city, love takes wing.
On this balcony stage, a simple embrace,
Of two souls in harmony, in time and space.
© JR2k6
On a balcony high, where the city lights sleep,
Two silhouettes in the twilight keep.
A guitar gently weeps in the fading light,
As day gives a sigh and welcomes the night.
The sky, a canvas of purple and pink,
Whispers of day's end, as stars slowly wink.
A cup rests, untouched, by the melody's lure,
While birds on the wing, their freedom assure.
In this moment of peace, with the world far below,
The music speaks love, in its soft, tender flow.
Hands reach out to touch, in the sunset's last gleam,
A picture of tranquility, like a waking dream.
So let the strings play, as the night birds sing,
In the heart of the city, love takes wing.
On this balcony stage, a simple embrace,
Of two souls in harmony, in time and space.
© JR2k6
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