In the quiet hush of evening’s grace,
Purple whispers paint the sky,
A gentle breeze carries dreams untold,
As stars begin their lullaby.

The horizon blushes with violet hues,
Reflecting secrets of the night,
Where shadows dance in moonlit fields,
And silence wraps the world in light.

Lavender fields sway in the dusk,
Their fragrance a soft, sweet song,
A symphony of colors unfolds,
Where every moment feels so long.

In the heart of this purple embrace,
Time pauses in its gentle sway,
And night unfolds its velvet wings,
Guiding dreams till the break of day.