POEM STARTER
'The sun dipped down underneath my feet, the moon tipping over my head.'
Include this imagery in a descriptive poem about twilight.
sempiternal waltz
the light of a day gone
beneath my worn feet.
into cold dirt, she dies.
and so rises her lover.
the shine of a night begun
crowning my weary head.
into warm sky, she thrives.
and so falls her lover.
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