Under blue, for pink

Bands of fabric, light, color

Vibrating

Expanding —filling the horizon,

now the whole sky,

as each street lamp goes out.

—filling the darkness with

pink first.

A joy like that, smooth,

turns the darkness

waking me from this dream

into another

And I’m crying now

as your color drains to hushed blue

like I want to live with your pink

over me.

Maybe you are wiser

knowing we couldn’t stand

beneath such sensation forever.

What then do I do with this sight

now memory,

my sore eyes.

You made Day and who will make Night