Rainbow

I wouldn’t chase away the rainbows inside you You’ve showed me nothing, I would change. And also know there isn’t a mirror that hasn’t Flaked off some silver-oxide or been cracked. And also know there isn’t a king or a prince Who hasn’t lost their ill-fitting crown? Even the mountains that have also up-grown They’re sometimes, stripped aback. But I wouldn’t Canon’s blast their yellow-gold from your breast. I wouldn’t cut or take your flowers to a vase Or axe your forest canopy for exploration… Just to make a well-travelled serpentine path. Such wilderness… is not only yours or mine. Give me your heart its Persian jasmine garden And I’ll creep like a vine with lemon dropping leaves Floating; around your floors for the wind to explore. Let the buzzards in their envy cry from the sky For tonight only you and I the stars shall dine. Cause even I need the elixir of a rainbow Azure passion is all I promise or propose.