the sun sets
with jealous rage
a slow watery fireworks
painted on oiled canvas
it’s cosmic wailing
of colored tears
a confession
it’s illustrious dance
pales
against the light
of our souls this night
joined
here
on this silent pier
in full view of the moon
that hides in shame
behind a cloud
and still
the night
is bright
lit by the fire
of our quickened pulse