Golden glitter filtering throug the nocturnal purples and violets, looking for that one perfect spot.
Browns and blacks of shadowed trees pass by, the hills wind and turn to confuse in the surreal light.
Indigo, turquoise, ice the blues move toward the orb diluting as they go, but the arrival is belated.
Still, two souls bask in the warmth of each other, oblivious to the comfort the other gives.
Silver smoke permeates the darkness, black and navy turning a cloudy steel before observing eyes.
Wisps of white dooming fog roll like waves over the cool river, the souls barely keeping a slight despair off their shoulders.
Palest of pinks and tender yellows smooth themselves into the grey horizon, though both are captured by the blanket over the sky.
A sigh and words of defeat are spoken by the two, still unaware of the support handed freely from one to the other.
The two sunrises quietly noted by one later, realizing that the two moments will be cherished.
AEM - 2000
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