Sunset

For a long time, it didn't make a difference to me

Whether the sun set

I accepted it as a natural phenomenon

Fair, inevitable

like the leaves withering off the trees when autumn comes

I can no longer accept the sun setting

Because it signifies that my active experience with you is becoming a memory

Each dusk is a moment in time with you

that I'll never return to

I want to remain with you until we pass away

the roots enveloping our bones and the very dust of our bones

A trellis of life and death

I look at you

and for a brief moment, I forget about myself

The burden of the world is lifted off my shoulders

I flow freely like the wind

the constant storm inside my head ceases

I live only externally and want you to hold me like a flower

Is it okay for me

to love and be loved so deeply?

Does trying to rationalize my emotions make sense?

if love could be measured,

Would I need a new unit

for the pretty girl who counts in fours?

I pass my fingers through your hair

like shooting stars tearing through the fabric of the night sky

each beautiful black strand

Elegant, dancing under my hands

black curtains framing your pale blue eyes

They shimmer like diamonds drenched in teardrops

I look at them and my entire sense of being dissipates

gone, vanishing

like the blue that drains from the sky at sunset