dust untouched

sunsets

Sunsets are beautiful things.

But I realize that

it is creating colors

of beauty

in its last glimpse

of every day.

We are watching

the sun

create an imprint,

create an art

to be remembered,

as it falls

and the skies

grow dark

without a trace

of a mark

that the colors

were once there.

I guess I was

a sunset

to you.

Because you just

watched me

fall

while our colors

were

fading away.