This sunset stretches-

time lapsing and still it endures and bestows a

brilliant orange for my eyes to feast,

my heart to grasp with tears,

sweetened with pleasure.

Streaks electrified by the mystery of color,

the glowing of songs that change the

chemistry of a boundless sky.

The window is small, I see

only blue muffin shaped clouds, almost a grey-ish black-

lines, massive streaks of orange and pink at the ends of earth and

the most round blue that defies gratitude with its beauty.

A blue to eat with a turquoise spoon.

A blue to lick carefully, with curiosity.

A color that sparkles as well with the first star. And it continues.