I always pause in sunsets
to let my thoughts bleed into the night
awaiting ghosts and angels
as the stars slowly gather in the purple sky
and as I watch the clouds melt into yesterday
and the nights before that
the memories begin to pour down
as I watch from aside
and then, I hear your voice
come closer , here
and I feel the curve of your smile
as the ghosts and angels
silently leave
as I move toward you ~
Copyright © 2013 Robin Amaral