night falls on the bay

night falls on the bay, and i
can hear the shower on –
as indigo and orange fade
above the strip of city lights

my love comes in to dry her hair,
adorned in towel to see the sun’s last glow;
as night falls on the bay again,
we stand in silent wonder turned

to windy dark


Photo by me…

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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