The Last Drop

Never want to leave that sunset
Value every single ray
Though the brightness of the sunshine
Spent its youth and went away
Savour every hue until the darkness comes to stay

Chilly are the dusk lain breezes
Finding ways into the bones
Bowing low to sun now fallen
Seated on its cloud of thrones
Mesmerised by every beauty of the drawling day

Stare into that night approaching
Do not falter from your gaze
Each new moment’s remnant glimmer
Lives inside you as a blaze
Eyes of love and wisdom need no light to see the way

© 2021 Jim Loft