Mixed Medium Project - Sunset

Summer Days/Nights

It was a Friday afternoon in June

when you recieved the call.

We knew it would come, and yet

we dreamed the summer days would

pass us by in peace and silence.

You took my hand in yours

and we walked along the sandy beach

in a silent daze. It would be a

cruelly perfect day.

As the sun began to sink beneath the

glittering blue water

the sky exploded in a pastel bliss

that made the world feel painted on

an unseen backdrop. Mellow and beauteous,

and in colors countless enough that

we tried naming them to slow the

time.

The colors slipped by, grains of sand

in the hourglass-

beneath our feet-

and the lilac faded to navy and

blurred.

It was final, beautiful, and entirely too

sad to say goodbye.