The Sunset Over Colorado

oh *great,* another laaaaaame sunset poem.

The sunset over Colorado is a lazy, tired red.

With dandelion fluff soaring

through golden light.

Floating and diving like fairies.  

Magical, potent, and stirring.


An intimacy's

absorbing me.

And even though I recognize

the city’s full of vibrant life

with watchful eyes and beating hearts,

and heads turned toward the sky,


the sunset-

(just this time)

is mine. 

The End

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