All Quotes By Tag: Dusk
“She was his dawn of bliss He was her dusk of wounds,Each day they came up to See and touch They couldn’t stay for long But they looked perfect together ~”
“There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the sun had not yet fully set; a robin was singing … The leaves were more gorgeous than ever; the first touch of frost would lay them all low to the ground. Already one or two kept constantly floating down, amber and golden in the low slanting sun-rays.”
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