I Am The Rose At Sunset

Billowing clouds at sunset
Bulbous and swirling
Into a rose meringue
Lighted from the sun's set

The red lake almost asleep
Is waiting for the kiss
From the heart of the sky

Will it rain
Will heaven's tear drops
Be moist on my dry skin
Will the rose colored light
Permeate my soul
Does it matter that I transcend
My breath is warmth

I can feel an embrace
I feel the hug of love
In all of this
My isolation has brought me
To the meringue of the rose
The syrup is dripping

Through my beard