Petals twirl on the dusk, sun's air lingers in the breeze, shadows highlight the thickets. Open field. Run wild. Wilderness engine the clasp of harmony; meadows' melody. Light, only twirls during twilight, warmth only flows within a crisp wind, darkness shines in bulked bleakness. Open field, run wild. Nature finesse, engulf the cusps; enlighten, clearings clarity. The moons' glow radiates the flowers' timid drift; the sad breach, of light's twinkling music.
Beautiful night everyone.