Evening

Clouds of white and pink
Floating in blue sky
Looking down to the beauty of earth.
They dip and bend,
Slink and fly
Layers of vapor
Softly traveling to some other place.

The breeze catches me peaceful,
Holding my face in its hands,
Keeping me planted on the ground,
Not daring to move
So it won’t let go.
And the senses sigh,
Blissful, undaunted breath.

I’m waiting for dark,
For color to vanish,
For the view to give way
To night black and twinkling stars,
My skin on fire in anticipation.