The sun came bubbling up this morninga blood-red smudge against the pale skyand it will shine until its heated course is runNight will toss a golden c..
I could use this pen as a weaponsharpen the nib like the edge of a bladeand swing it blindly, menacingly,until my enemies lie dead in a pool of blueI ..
we made a nighttime wishthat love would last foreverbut there's a good chancethe star we wished onno longer took its place up thereit might have disap..