An African feast …an amarula sunset


The sun sets golden

The harvested grass bales fill

the amber air with hues

of hazy hazelnut

dust

it’s amber coloured temperature

too

you can drink the amarula in

you can spiral tranquil lose yourself

within

The ivory carved moon rises east

An african feast …

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