Thursday, June 9, 2011

Violent Sunset

Violent Sunset

What will we do now?
Now that the violent sunset
of our youth has burned away.

The warmth that once
colored our cheeks
has drained away and left only ice.

And the memories that
filled us with sweet joy
have been subtly laced
with bitter sorrows.

But none of this matters.
I will survive the passing of the sun,
the stillness of dusk, the haunting twilight,
just as long as you are with me
when the dawn finally breaks.

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