Dusk by Caroline Liberatore

You descend heavy with evening

As firelight and cricketsong

Appearing, fading, reappearing

Rhythming firefly throngs.

Your dirt-stained muscles ease

Reclining within our midst

You are the coolness of the eve

Tucking the soil to rest.

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