i like to sit and watch the sun
as it tumbles downward to the earth
pulling the skys color like a curtain
with it, and ponder the possibility
of it never climbing its way
back up again
i could do most anything (with no
worry of tomorrow to fall like a
rotten tree and cover my path)
i could confess a secret love (forget
about my approaching fate as
i held beauty in my arms) i could
beg forgiveness (to ensure that
i do not die with a heavy heart)
but, with all things considered
i would much rather sit
here and watching the sun pull
away the curtain (to reveal
the stars)