Amber Twilight

Sit here in the amber twilight
Let the grass fade into comfortable shades
Of gray
Let the skies dissolve into pleasing hues
Of royalties

You sir,
Yes, you - the one with dreams like
Crumpled newspaper clippings
- Is that your heart I see here
Lying at my feet?
Its heartbeat is so quick
A hummingbird trapped behind a ribcage

You miss,
Yes, you - the one with thoughts like
An empty bottle of knock-off vodka
- Is that your mind I see here
Resting in my palms?
Its memories stuck on replay
The film in a tape deck snagged

Sit here in the amber twilight
Let the stars grow from cold tints
Of sapphire
Let the earth seep into dying colors
Of ebony