The Day’s Final Kiss
Written for The Last Flame
The day’s final goodbye
paints the sky red
or orange, depending on its mood
sometimes pink,
as seen in the cotton candy sky
When the sky is set aflame,
you stop and take it all in,
absorbed in its glory
the world shifts for a sec,
and suddenly you are back to
the moments that were branded into you
Snap
Your gaze meets theirs,
eyes glazed with desire,
sparking passion
for the one you never noticed
Crackle
neither of you can admit
how easily pride gives away
when the body decides
Pop
you haven’t thought about them
in a while
you scan the crowd at the event
your gaze meets theirs
Some things are born to be rekindled.
Vanishing the last bit of fire from the sky,
dusk falls into place
embers of starlight glow across the sky
Some things are born to be rekindled.
About the Creator
Sky
My work is messy in the way that English class was always the hardest. I still get my there’s confused & besides a haiku I barely know anything about true poem formatting but I do know that writing them brings me joy & a creative outlet!
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