"Linger"

The sun whispers its nightly goodbye
As it exhales its final evening sigh
Of calming violets, grays, navy blues
A spectrum of colors it knows will soothe
The spreading chorus of crickets outside
Sing together a concert of goodnights
The gentle, floaty breeze dances,
Caressing faces, illuminating chances
Of lovers’ heartbeats growing stronger
While bodies convey they want to linger a little longer