She began to cherish the sky:
The apricot sun soaked in rum,
Set afire only to sink out of sight.
She listened for voices:
What was once a distraction,
Now became a concerted delight.
She explored all the tastes
She had once denied herself
During that final, darkest night.
Written for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt.
Image from Pixabay.
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