Gifts For the End of Day
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
claret-clear and constant;
and pull down the whispered-white clouds,
wrap them on my shoulders.
Round the stars sprinkled in the dusk,
baubles within your hand;
lay them around my narrow wrist,
a bracelet filled with light.
These gifts will be your best response
to my unsaid desires,
which lie sharp-edged between us two
in the gathering night.
Pamela Olson, 4/30/08
Emily Dickinson’s line, “Bring me the sunset in a cup”
is the prompt at Poefusion.
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