The day will leave for a mercuric night:
There is the brilliance hidden in the light.

Found at dusk, in shades we dawn, bare and bright...
What warmth shared at night left, rationed at morn...

The glare barred by blinds leaves the room love-lit.
From dusk to dark we dawn, in glaring glam.

Igwe Kalu

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