orange and gold in the sunset sky
as the sun casts its last shadows.
Starlings bend across the oval moon
which is indifferent to his woes
for the reason he stares above
is that her eyes have lost their love.
Light fades and clouds
shed their alluring colours
returning to an urban grey.
There is a chill in the autumn air.
They wander streets in silence
when once they said so much
yet now...they do not even touch.