The Orange Glow

i was sitting outside watching the sunset...and this is what came out of it.

The setting sun, a warning to twilight,

The wind a light breeze, carrying whispers of his words,

Three very simple words i cant stand, yet they get me through the day.

 

I close my eyes to the sinking star, and he's here

His hand gently moves the hair fallen in my face,

His breath warm against my frozen skin,

Our lips brush against each others for a second.

 

My eyes open to find just another day dream, and the glowing ball of orange gone,

Replaced with white twinkles and a chilling lunar orb,

Clouds turnning to black.

 

Time to head back to my prision, locked away without his comfort,

As night draws in its first breath.

 

Leaving my sweet delusion outside, where again tomorrow we'll meet,

Underneath the trees lit on fire.

Reviews

[MorganLyn]

I relate to this soo much. It's a very heart felt poem, and I like it very much.
great work!

[JC Fox]

It was a beautiful poem and then it went toward the melancholy side, great job

[Fran Marie]

Time to head back to my prision, locked away without his comfort,

As night draws in its first breath.



Such a bittersweet piece ~ Beautifully expressed in poetic verse~with great imagery thru~out~Fran Marie

[Dead Angel]

very sweet and tender poem!! very well detailed, great job!! :)