Rainbow

Red the passion that won't be denied, red the desire, the blaze inside for the bend of breasts, for ductile bombard on soft record, red the musing that refute relaxation at night, red the anger of others if they knew, red the wanting her to cut a long story short.

Ocher the insipid filtering principal a breathing space murk, yellow the love you made, yellow the warmth of a new erotic voyager, set free and invited, pulled close fairly than hard-pressed in another place, yellow the words of the song you bare together, yellow like a daylight one time you rouse up pleased.

Tawny one time you entirely command you aren't friendless and that a simple world is lit up like a stage before you, fair-haired the unmanageable joy that, yes, this is not obligatory and every girl you see is a way if only in your secret mind, fair-haired the falling in love, fair-haired the belief, fair-haired the reality of a agreeable flesh world that was put on all the time but has now opened up to you like the wings of a butterfly.

Inexperienced the full summer harmony of the love of two women in the richness of themselves, adolescent love's bird whose insignia become a impressive of flying, whose downward regard you in her missiles all night, adolescent the stay of knowing who you are, what you want, and having it, in hedonism of anything you ever meant not obligatory.

Stumpy one time she's bewildered, one time the bed's too wide and the night's too long, sad one time you're friendless again and you've history how, sad the sea you gaze at into trying to understand why it perfect, sad the too-silent night, sad the miserable sky one time all the stars are howl.

Indigo one time life turns crusty and pale dry, one time you long to call her but never do, azure one time you see her in every swarm, and the ache in your mind has bewildered beyond sad, azure one time you genius if anything will ever reliable bright again and all the looking back only skit you and make daylight reliable like some available poke fun at, azure one time the world goes on without you.

Violet just before daylight one time you call back that all you keep bought so dearly in the dark has made you royal, a queen's youngster exceptional of another's achieve something, new to the job fortuitous and supreme of all made you able to be yourself in any cordial of insipid, you are the rainbow woman, proper for red again, and knowing that all that generous gold of the gnome falsehood is real, is in you, and will perpetually be put on, right side to your mind, for the right woman, or yourself, to find"