Bloody sunset
Did anybody see the bloody
sunset on her hair?
It shone like polished rubies
on a bed of gold
I swear
an eagle paid her homage
while the angels formed
a college
to be taught by
her how easily such glory
can be carried.
Since that day when we were married:
I see her glory mirrored
in mirages
as they shimmer
on a pool of golden sunset
where I prowl like her pet lion
on the sands of time,
hunting, pacing,
trying to stay agile:
but the trouble is
the bloody sorry
sands of time
are fragile
…….….
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