Sunset Streets
The sun does set on the sunset streets
and the clamour collapses in California at night,
Golden glint and silver spotlights fade.
In this darkness with lack of glamor or glory
will you forget the splendor of a sunset sight?
And if you do, what shall remain
once you’ve shed your happy shell?
I can not prop the sun on it’s zenith,
not even for your love of me,
night still marches steadily toward
with morning behind it
be sure you have something for the between.