The Sun Sets With Apologies

If this is the final time that I

Will see the sun in your company,

The final glimpse of cerulean sky

To darker hues of navy,

Then let the Golden god portray

The words I’m too ashamed to say-

***

The sun sets with apologies

For the bathers in his warmth

As fuchsia tide pool mirrors

Reflect the worries of the warned.

The ever sinking mango rays

Give sweetness to our bitter lies,

Bathing us in royal shades

‘Til the honey turns to stinging cries.

***

The sun sets with apologies

For the cravers of his warmth

As bitter winds take comfort in

The darkening of the north,

And wispy clouds make passes at

The sulkers of the nightfall

Through visions of escaping death,

That are only met with freezing breath.

***

The sun sets with apologies

For the users of his warmth

But luna has her qualities

That rival sol’s support.

The glowing moonlight plays with us,

Makes devils of our shadows,

But gives a pearly softened shine

To the edges of our poison arrows.

***

The sun sets with apologies

For the beggars of his warmth

Though shaking hands do nothing

To recall Apollo forth.

But when you sit, demoralized

and watch the lonely coast,

My sigh will tease the salty breeze

To pull you out of the freeze.

***

If this is the final time that I

Will see the sun in your company,

As compatibility goes awry

And we disconnect our energy,

Then let my guilty sorrow flow

Where all our lost emotions go.

***

For now we gaze into the fading

Artistry of the lord,

My eyelids heavy with regret;

Let the sun convey my words-

***

Let him tell you that the gravity was cruel to me

That the solar flares hounded my being

Let him tell you that ocean breeze was calling me

That the crashing waves signaled my leave

Let him tell you with his shallow light as he dips below the emerald sea

That I simply had no choice to leave.

***

The sun sets with apologies

For the seekers of his warmth,

Acknowledging the strength he has

To defy the darkest storms.

Yet still he must align himself

With what he knows his path to be,

Forging on around the globe

For vital self-discovery.

***

The sun sets with apologies

For the keepers of his warmth

Who still hold hope for his return

Like a vice around their hearts.

But woe is never permanent

And night is not eternal,

Remorse becomes a rosy light

When the sun returns with greater might.