sunset

I remember the way that you smiled

When you had nothing to smile for.

Your eyes were a warm mischievous sky

With crinkling clouds that would soar.

How did that sun set and fade to blight

Basking my outstretched hands in its dying red streaks:

Indelible death throes of light.

Can you forgive and believe me

That these tears aren’t deceiving

And that’s my heart torn by the night.