Speaking of sunsets,
that summons day’s end
Times from our past,
in my dreams, I extend
When I look back
with such joyful recall
My memories of you,
so fervently enthrall
Speaking of sunsets,
which perpetually enflame
Like the desires in my heart
that equally remain
I would discover new love,
if I knew of a way
Since you departed
on that miserable
dark day
Each morning promises all,
a new outlook on life
Yet my sadness prevails
amongst heartbroken strife
Speaking of sunsets,
they return every day
Unlike you, my true love,
who chose not to stay
2019