The Last Sunset
A watercolor treasure of flaming hue
I will always recall the last sunset with you
Wine glass prisms dancing round in our hands
Plotting and scheming our midsummer plans
The sun hangs lower, a glimmering pendant
Bestowing its shimmer on your face, resplendent
Only minutes to go, only moments to cherish
Foretelling a destiny, a love that will perish
Though darkness ensues and my heart is sleeping
A new day will break to end all the weeping
But no matter the course, all my life through
I will always recall the last sunset with you
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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