Poetry: Paint Me Into the Sunset

Kiera Marar Student Contributor, Central Michigan University

CMich Contributor Student Contributor, Central Michigan University

This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at C Mich chapter and does not reflect the views of Her Campus.

Paint Me Into the Sunset

Beach grass blew in slow motion

as each wave caressed the shoreline that

mocked my heart beat.

Sands slipping almost like time as

I ran closer to his beckoning sunset.

I could almost feel his warmth radiating

like new spring sunlight

onto my fragile heart.

He felt like the warmth of a land not yet discovered.

Like a new home for me.

Like everything I had ever needed to excite my soul

and extinguish my lurking insecurities.

He was the warmth that stood in front of me

painting the skies from his hands.

Those hands that would melt into mine as

I too became one of his great art pieces.

Kiera Marar

C Mich '20

Kiera Marar is a Senior at Central Michigan University who is perusing a degree in Journalism with a concentration in Public Relations. When she isn't traveling or hiking with her dog, you can find Kiera writing poems, practicing yoga, or working hard to make her dreams a reality.

CMich Contributor

C Mich '20

Poetry: Paint Me Into the Sunset

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