The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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A Perfect Moment of Sunset

@Uootem

as vividly-colored clouds form in the mellowing sky
a fragrant cool wind prevails
inspiring malleable forgotten passions
i lie in the nothingness, vitality spent on futile hopes
your special light dimmed in the passing of time
and consumed in the mundane shadows of the day as it closes
(this a cruel yet ultimately merciful fate).

and as day-life retires again... into nighttime hibernation
from every place the sun touches upon its setting
here and there I see nightlife emerging
and all of it appears to be less lonely than I

I watch from my vantage point in the only shade that remains
safe from the surrendering summer sun and its heat
all at once softened yet remaining like my lingering remembrance
of passions that now are transformed
into another isolated dream of you and I
the special light your eyes once cast upon me
dimmed in the darknessly bleached sky

as every place the sun touches my body with its leaving
feels like your absence in the lonely catacombs of my mind
yet a perfect moment... carved into the full moon
is found once more in the loose clusters of haunting memory
hidden inside my soul and consumed in these darkening
spectral shadows of a perfect moment of reflection.