On Silver Sunsets

We danced on silver sunsets that
We only got a peek of
From inside of a secret room
That only we can speak of.

But I think she’s forgotten now,
As least that thought occurs
From silver sunsets in my eyes
I cannot find
In hers

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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