Moving sunsets

Smudged faraways 
are for the impatient 
they don’t recede as believed 
 but blur upon the decision to seek; 
but then there are sunsets 
that come seeking 
for there are hearts 
 that respect 
that touch not the touch-me-nots 
not for fear or inability 
or any reason that can be explained, 
these are hearts protecting ember 
from gushing water and howling wind – 
sunsets come a-visiting 
in the kindred ways of flame 
for two hearts burn better 
and warm the clarities of togethernesses 
that were or will be 
or simply
meant to be.