Sunset

Serching for answers
like why am I such a pesimest?
I'm always so lonely
So down and depressed
She feels so far away hence this hole in my chest
Angelic fire beams rising from the heaven's crest
Her beautifully blinding face setting in the west
For whom my love remains bottled up and compressed
Maybe I'm obsessed
Or perhaps just impressed
By the sheer love which I have never known
Not until the day she came and took all my breath
With a whisper, so gentle. So faint, the sound
Of her voice on the wings of the breeze
Betwixt the blink of her lash.
Covering momentarily what lie fixed upon
The face of the one in whom her undying love dwells.
The inseparable intertwining of spirits unending. . .
Outlasting. . .
Even death.
Let us speak this Godly melody from tongues cast by our very breath.
Cast into gold
and vermillion sunset.