Sunset

A weaken soul

Gives way to a paralysis.

A despair that can no longer wait,

I surrendered.

The way one surrenders to a sunset,

We all yearn for it to last a bit longer.

The thought lingers,

But night falls to moonlight.

The faint warmth from the day finally collapses

Giving way to darkness-the chill of the night.

The deep anxiety of which we can not see.

All that’s left is the remanence of that day,

A sunset that will never be.

Hoping to feel its gentle warmth that once caressed beyond the skin and deep into the unseen.