Sunsets

Liquid gold spread in gloops across the sky Backed by the palest of blue white Or the deepest of blue black

Reds, oranges, magenta and purple A dance of flames on the horizon

A quite slip into the night, suddenly the stars are there Aren't they wonderous

Rain clouds Thunderstorms Grey to dark smoke Cool wind Peace

A glowing orb of orange That feels like a blinding secret trusted just to me