If the blood of innocents
seeped through continental plates,
dripped into our winter sunsets—
would they still be pretty?
Tag: sunset
Blessed

Holding on to hope
spider coexists with plants
blessed by the sunset
Magnificent

Magnificent sun
watching over our city
photographer clicks
Party

Sunsets winter nights
rows of trees and disco lights
gang’s here to party
Blush

Cold concrete blushes;
with a light kiss on the face
the sun bids farewell.
