skies -   a mix of orange and yellow
blankets of cotton candy clouds
blue and white
alike The Starry Night
mixed with evening light
with swirling parallel lines that     - blend -
orange, red, purple, yellow, blue          egressing the sky as pastels!

a perfectly blended ombré of - cool -
hues of blue and - warm -
hints of the orange - sunset -
poetically painted across the sky beside
under blankets of, now, dark clouds.

watching day transition to night;
completely and utterly sublime.

It's truly
a
chaotic
thing
to
suddenly
see

starlight,
heaven,
and
everything

in someone's eyes

Tonight I miss you just  
a little - more - than usual.
Dawn breaks.   8am sunrises.   Time slips.  
Gracefully,
I melt like the winter’s snow
under the glowing sun.
Choosing with every passing day
to grow closer to you
to hold only your hand,
to kiss only your lips, and
to touch only your skin
for now and
for as long as time will allow.

the lake of fire -
Hellfire.
i was skeptical.
but this Northern climate drowned
the flames to ashes.

gathering cinders
i found that burning
ember;
alike that of the spark
Prometheus stole from Zeus
that would light the eternal flame -
the gift of Life to Man,
the beginning of a new world.  

i realised that our
symphonies harmonised
or dare i say -
kindred spirits -
started to burn

bright.

if the sun
doesn't embrace you with warmth
then i will.

if the leaves
don't blush red and fall for you
then i will.

if the flowers
don't bloom and burst for you
then i will.

if the ocean
doesn't sing you to sleep
then i will.

and if this poem
doesn't love you
then i will.

you fill me with
the kind of
wanderlust
that makes me want
to dig up the bones
of antique cities
but if you asked me if
i wanted to just
curl up underneath covers
twinkling lights and
limbs twisted and entangled
i’d go get the blankets.