In the silence of the evening’s gentle sigh,
The sun descends, painting the sky with fire,
Whispers of light dance on the horizon,
A canvas of dreams, where day retires.

Golden hues melt into the ocean’s embrace,
Caressing waves with tender, amber glow,
The world slows down in this tender grace,
As shadows stretch and the night begins to grow.

Birds sing their last song, a serenade to dusk,
As colors blend in a symphony divine,
A moment caught between day and night,
Where time pauses, and hearts intertwine.

In the fading light, a promise is born,
Of new beginnings with the break of dawn,
The sunset whispers secrets softly sworn,
In the quiet beauty of night’s gentle yawn.