Rear-view mirror

Restless,

Reckless,

Quite like the dizzying sun set,

throwing up its myriad passions,

some red so fiery,

tempestuous scarlets,

deviously mauve,

as a looming black,

of the night so dark,

menacingly,

yet alluringly,

crawls ahead,

Night.

Void, that is,

just why

the same little green leaf,

now struggles yellow for breath,

my love lost?

I am drained of all my hues,

while the promise of the lovely spring,

is almost due,

Spring.

I know,

one day,

my green will shine.

I know,

some day,

you will be mine.....?