A sky ablaze,
And the fiery orb
Doffs his cap
To the world.
Sun descends
To his bed
At the foot
Of the ocean.
A light breeze
Dapples the
Waters surface,
Molten crystal
Rippling dusk.
Where my Sun sets
My angel does arise,
My darkness
Her light
There's no in between.
The watery haze
Opens its gossamer veil,
An exploding, sunburst sea
To light my lady's day.
Phil Hall January 2015
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