A Bad Poem Containing a Thought I Had
What would it feel like to touch the sunset
To reach out to it's warmth and absorb the glow
For the golds to run through you
The pinks to cheer you
While the oranges and reds fill your soul
Like hot tea fills your belly
While enthralled with peace of the amber hues
To forget your woes far below
What would it be like to live in the sunset
To travel the globe and never let it go