Sunset Burns

Once in awhile 
I'll walk the street-
dream of dancing memories. 
Watch the crimson red sky burn to dark
and stars. 

I'll think of who I am and where I've been, 
sweet lavender and bitter asphalt grays
And then I see the sunset burns, 
where my life has flickered and burned, 
across my skin there are flecks--
of red. 

Then the indigo drops come and fall, 
sliding down in silver waterfalls
down the sunset burns-the burns 
that now color my skin, reflect in my eyes
the flame within

And I see the broken yellow lines on this asphalt life
fade into an amber sky, with flaming red and gold eyes
I walk this road of dust and sigh
the girl with the sunset burns---
of life. 



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