The sun was setting in the horizon. I watched it and wondered should I walk towards it or waiting back
Chasing the horizon
makes me feel so small,
the color hits my eyes
and dilutes my knowing,
Engulfed in a smokey crimson sky,
feeling high,
my wings will spread,
my body could die,
the sky could absorb me,
happiness, bakes me in its fire light,
as my muscles need no oxygen, no more extertion,
pressure doesn't exist
soul is floating
back into the crimson light
no more human
no more fight
peace within the beauty light
darkness opposite of crimson shine
disparity, of no sunset
Paynes gray, deep indigo,
standing on crumbled rocks,
light crisp wind,
releasing silence, releasing manifestation,
you don't want anyone to over dose the moment.
happier when I can't speak to you,
so I never will.
enough of the stars, burning holes into the night,
separated by years of space, in fact, going into dark, cold, is the last day against the fire of coagulation,
a life woken up to,
is simple elation.
Living for early mornings yellow oranges when the sky kissed the horizon,
living for the night in red hue,
it feels unnatural,
though watching when in love,
I wanted me to be attract love from you,
a place in the somber moments of the sun going to bed,
that hour of your hand in mine, exploding fire in the sky,
fading day, summer night, just a simple kiss, is all the best, running, sky feels moving, just...
Chasing the sunset