Dusk

I smiled
At the way you turn
The sky a purplish-blue
With a tinge of red
Hints of clouds
All for me.
And I thought
of how I would spend
All day with you
When I'm gone
Writing silly love songs
or deep poetry with feeling
to you, by the cool stream.
Yet, til then,
The pain still lingers
Etched, burned into my palm
The memory
just beneath the surface
As though stretched on a rack to languish
For a lifetime.

But you tell me,
The night is darkest just before dawn
And I am branding you for eternity.