volta

volta
this day is not yet done.

the opened window, letting in twilight,
softest caress of night,
yet another sighing prayer to the moon.

what is this desperation?
quietly-holding-its-breath ambience,
a quavering pause.

a volta, its execution,
the graceful twirl,
a return to slumber.

now, the day is done.
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This was inspired by that strange feeling of solitude one gets at night, the feeling that one could be the only person in the entire world awake right now. I hope I managed to capture that feeling and you were able to sense it!
Also, sorry, it has been a while since I last posted.

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