The Terminator Chase
Gaia dark, cut against a rosey blush horizon;
Evening sky in its last luster.
My companion, Night’s shadow, a blur
Chasing Day’s last breath
And the horizon consumed
Like the onslaught of a dark storm.
Gaia dark, cut against a rosey blush horizon;
Evening sky in its last luster.
My companion, Night’s shadow, a blur
Chasing Day’s last breath
And the horizon consumed
Like the onslaught of a dark storm.