I happened to lay my eyes upon the most stunning portrait.
My windowsill became a frame,
encapsulating a blood-red orb enclosed by streaks of chiffon clouds
and beyond, a backdrop of passionate pinks diffusing into placid purples.
I marvel at such enchanting beauty, while feeling my admiration
transform itself into goosebumps gliding down my body.
My determined eyes play "follow the glowing sphere",
as it makes its dramatic exit and carries with it the rosy lilac aura...
Such a profound elegance that has now slowly hid itself away beyond the horizon with the passing of time.
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