My Words, My World

Sunset

Flames streak across the oil-still sea, and wavelets sigh. A fish jumps.
A couple watches.
The silhouette of a gull glides across the sky; its passing silent.
A molten orange globe slips below the horizon, the sky bursts into a palette of colour and the clouds turn pink, red, then purple.
The sky deepens from blue to black and, with the coming night, the streetlights flare.
Then the sirens begin to wail.
People run for the shelters, but the couple remain.
She reasts her head on his shoulder and they stand, and watch the moonlight shimmer on the sea.