Birth in Rainbows

Birthing rings, these things
The things in eclipse behind
heavens doors, we never
spoke of rainbows...

not mine, not my tears
and bent light, not of
refraction or bouncing
planes.


Gypsy clover my lover's bed
is unmade by sorrow,
we'll sleep on it, and dream
of 'morrow beyond the shards
of prism and rain.

Take me where you are
That's all I ask of you
Take me to your heart
Because I love you so

Take me where you lie
There on your soft bed
I always want your arms
Warm pillows for my head

Take me where you are
Take me, I am yours
I only want to be with you
To be beside you through the years

No matter what your decision was
Or what it has done to me
No matter if you think of me now
Or what you’re doing with thee
No matter how hurt I am
Or if you think you set me free
No matter if I still miss you
Or I still want to climb your tree
No matter how many days I still have
Or how I lost my past waiting on my knee
Nothing really matters now
Or tomorrow, if it’s ever going to be