We 
started
late in trying
to catch the pastel break of sunset
But the road winds around,
curving past the slopes and peaks of the hills
so that the light comes from behind,
from the right, from the left
And when night falls
we are abandoned in the dusk
smiles and eyes alight
Alone on this endless journey
chasing the sun.

Dedicated to my dear friend Cassidy.

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