And yet another rose sunset, again

And yet another rose sunset, again

I’m walking another rose sunset

Under a moon

That just needs hours

To become complete

I’m thinking of you

And how much I miss you

Before putting all of my attention

On my real job’s substitute

I took this picture

Of my cosmos vicinity

During that time, as a probe

If you don’t trust my flexible words

I’m like an old man, with an old hat

Sitting at the sidewalk

Looking the time to pass & fly by

The busy city

As the wind does it between

The nearly unreal green of the mountains here

After a few soft rains

Have resuscitated them

VABM May 26, 2010