Red hair in the sunset’s orange glow
And moon’s pale snow is yellowed
By the haze over the green.
It’s growing dark my love. I’ve seen
The sky turn slow from blue to indigo
To violet, to mysteries of night.
But days are fire my love, and days are red
and waking in my bed my love’s delight.


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