we're fleeing the sunset
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flying south on a winters night
chasing the darkness to soothe our eyes-weary from the day, bright and stark.
the further down, the faster we go-the earlier we can plunge into the night
away from the serenity of the dusk skies’ pink hues
out of reach of the soft orange tones that may burn my skin
i cant help but turn away from such beauty
only to return staring into space where it lay-
now enveloped in nothingness.
regret leaves no countenance here but merely lurks as the shadow etched into my cornea.
“should you not scar my memories where beauties vision would be?” i ask
with a shrug walks away,