Me And The Sun

me and the sun

withered spectacle of all days ending,

with light that starts from the darkest of stars,

I choose to ride with you under evening’s arcs,

gold touching yellow - such an earthly disguise

with charm you encourage all 

to reach for your skies

vacant yet forever knowing 

he who denies one’s growing,

with a touch that burns,

you gently nurture us in turns

 

me and the sun

closing such eve

I can only stay until this day is complete

when all us creatures have found our peace,

I shall creep along the threshold home 

the ghostly exterior of a body alone,

hours and hours of clouds collide 

I check your pulse, are you alive?

I haven’t seen your reflection in days

when I last caught a glimpse of it

it was looking the other way, 

me and the sun 

together we lay

I shall wait until one’s setting 

and between one’s setting I’ll stay