Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | THE SUNSET ABOVE THE CLOUDS (253)

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm 

THE SUNSET ABOVE THE CLOUDS

Desire floats above the clouds
In the heavens heading south
Its cool breath spreads heat
Hues of yellows, reds, orange now.

To fall to fly to be so high
Sweat beads vapour from the sky
Navel tense arms are wide
For seconds in the amber light.

Embraced by the earth
The Sun always surrender
Wilted limps in darkness
Blanket under constellations by birth…

of night.

January 2016