In the evening skies it happens, when love makes its way, when the light of evening fades to a glimmer of shine.
You can be the one who lights the first candle of night, and we shall look as though they lit from heavenly touch.
The evening sky begins to close, lit by the stars above, and into that soft covering that lines your head, the dreams and brightly lit days gather, making your night thoughts rise in a column of blessed air, and late as it is your soul radiates your being, and the morning makes its way to your thoughts.
Ralph Peck
Photography by Ralph Peck
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