Bands of fabric, light, color
Expanding —filling the horizon,
now the whole sky,
as each street lamp goes out.
—filling the darkness with
A joy like that, smooth,
turns the darkness
waking me from this dream
And I’m crying now
as your color drains to hushed blue
like I want to live with your pink
Maybe you are wiser
knowing we couldn’t stand
beneath such sensation forever.
What then do I do with this sight
my sore eyes.
You made Day and who will make Night