when darkness arrives~

there is a unquestionable fondness i behold

wrapped within  januarys dawn and dusk skies 

when darkness arrives

it beckons with light

the softness of pinks

tainted with golden hues smeared throughout

silhouettes and shadows reflecting

mingling perfectly

the contrast of dark and light

a sense of warmth is given

as it slices finely through the crispness of winter

a dance begins 

as dawn and dusk unfold