Setting Sun

I saw the black

A pure new captivation.

Sunder blanks

The colour of

infatuation.

Under the setting sun

I want to feel the warmth,

Devoid,

of all notation

Only simple words please

I’d like to understand

Meaning behind

What they mean I-

can’t seem to find a clue

Or am I feigning ignorance,

a ploy to show your hand,

under a spiteful prose

Under the sun

Under the sun

Under the sun

Under the setting sun

The lithesome

plume,

Lays upon

ragged

shoulders,

Burning black,

purity in its blaze

Impure new fascinations

breathing bold, impatience

Born

Under the setting sun

I want to feel the warmth,

Devoid,

of all the sulphur

Only simple words please

I’d like to understand

Meaning behind

What they mean I-

can’t seem to find a clue

Or am I feigning ignorance,

a ploy to show your hand,

under a spiteful prose

Under the sun

Under the sun

Under the sun

Under the setting sun

Under the setting sun

Under the setting sun