Sunset Sonna

Waves rolling around
Moons up and down
Sweet scents are plenty
Smells of Rosemary and Jade
Wrap around me on the beach sand
Then the spectacle begins
Reds are the first to come
Then the yellows fuse into the reds
Next comes the cool oranges
There is the sunset sonna
Colors that blow your mind are here to stay
Everyday at the same time
They will come


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