Sunset

How does the beautiful sunset like the end of a magic fairy tale, with an arc of sunshine - purple-golden, violet ... After the marvelous sunset comes the night - the moon, with the stars glimmering softly ... And it would not fill sadness, if you are with me in the magic... I am alone with the sky - breathless ... The stars blink flashing merrily and the moon with a smile waving me, but the tears in my eyes weigh ... "Stop" - I asked the sunset wonderful, "it is cozy with you on a lonely night", as if in love, so whispering ... And the horizon lightly flashes ... It's my call, the magic sunset - I see in a flash glare pale and with the coming darkness ...
With everlasting beauty, I have been drugged ... @dorageorg My poem / a try/...