It All Ends At Sunset

We spent the afternoon talking
about never going back,
about running away,

but on the balcony
in a cool ocean breeze,
drinking the wine
we bought
at the market,

you started to shiver
and wouldn't look up.

I offer my jacket
to cover your shoulders.

You raised up your eyes
and looked past me,
out to the clouds
that were burning with fire.