The Other Side Of Twilight

Sun-kissed, though brittle and dried I wonder what stripped them of tangerine hue softly the evening takes my name and sighs as a thousand epiphanies run through my mind the world’s substituted "trolling with lust," perhaps sunflowers had a hard time resisting temptation too.   Photo credits: Pixabay.com Posted for Quadrille #76 @ dVerse Pub