This poem is one I wrote straight out on 2 serviette’s in a Santorini cafe in 2007. I left one behind, took the other with me, but didn’t find it again until a few weeks ago. Huzzah! Tonight at dversepoets.com/this-is-us/ we’re going on a journey. Join us.
Does the sunset at Oia
ever long for lonliness?
To sink unseen in a flare
of reds and ambers
Silently sucking light
out of the day.
Breathing a dragon’s fire
at the night.