Sunsets & Sharp Turns

I'm pretty sure if I broke my lines (aka. pauses) correctly this should sound right read aloud...

Craving
chilled winter skies,
dark nights and soft lines,
behind me and in front
a new life
bright lights
orange clouds,
keep passing and appearing,
left and right
awake, burning white
focused on and using
sharp letters
blurry signs
and warmth on my skin
kissing the wind,
strands of the sunset
filter by, my face,
genuine sparks
and gentle visions
creating my
setting sun, our
peaceful dream.


*screw correct punctuation, lol