Let the Sun Wait To Set

I wish for me the spent sun waits to set for a while, it’s not time yet to go down with the depleted day. The sky is still to be filled with the chromatic pile, the wafting network of wispy clouds wants to sway. It’s not time yet to go down with the depleted day for the crimson sun hung on the horizon’s glimmer. The wafting network of wispy clouds wants to sway in the latticed sky’s fading fresco of golden shimmer. For the crimson sun hung on the horizon’s glimmer the flowers haven’t finished spraying the fragrance. In the latticed sky’s fading fresco of golden shimmer the tinsels of radiance are still drizzling in a trance. The flowers haven’t finished spraying the fragrance in the gleaming twilight ambiance under dulcet dome. The tinsels of radiance are still drizzling in a trance at the end of the pathway that will take me home. In the gleaming twilight ambiance under dulcet dome the sky is still to be filled with the chromatic pile at the end of the pathway that will take me home, I wish for me the spent sun waits to set for a while. ________________ May 23, 2022 Contest : A Rhymig Pantoum Of Five Stanzas Sponsored by : L MIlton Hankins