chasing sunsets

currents in a constant hurry
having an appointment on the distant horizon
after hours view of this last glow
shooting across the top of a world dome
interior of the forest is right here
named after the color of a bright light
giving a shimmer from so far off
still showing signs of the early parts of winter
up on the top of a golden five points is
nameless angel that has glad eyes
showing up sliding on ice
every word you say seems covered with brown sugar
taking my time with everything this time
so looking forward to seeing you
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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