I Wish To

I wish to share with you just this piece

of red twilight,

dying like the ember of fire,

hidden in the ash,

strokes of the impressionists' steel and sky.

Take it in your palm,

feel that same warmth of flame

that forged the coin of gold and set aflame the seas

Let it burn in your hands, as it does mine,

lighting my soul from the grey and bleakness

In colors of pink and silver