big bang

the sun throws shadows

with a sorrows art,

in native shade

away from that once

crawling dawn,

night some fragmented

feeling left on the floor

darkened more,

a cold patch

impossible with those

bare feet to tread upon,

sun would not fall

as fast,

in it’s streams she bathed

flaxen haired

so his red blood welled,

left behind

shadow grasped at him,

she turned

a smile

that chimed a mischievous

knell,

darkening face and chest

her peaceful calling

to which he moved

at her side,

kisses lifted lyric melodies

as hand in hand

would stay

till the glows last gleam

and the world teems

with wonder once again