sunset

only a

poet

knows

the significance

of a sunset.

you don’t

watch

the sun

fall out of

the sky. you

feel it.

is it

an old friend

you will see

in the morning?

or is it

someone

new. will

it rain and

leave with

rainbows?

a sunset is

a beginning

of letting go.

you cannot

touch a sunset.

you must

feel it.

like a poet.

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