setting

i must capture this setting sun

this moment of warmth

that runs over my bones

beneath blankets of light

i must dip my hands in golden water

in waves of laughter

giggling the shore

i must firm the hand fit to mine

set to draw all that is in me

out

no more drifting wood

i must keep my head thrown back

my mouth wide as i twirl in wild abandon

drinking in the miracle

anticipating the dawn