In my poems, you are grandiose
I paint you with all the colors in the rainbow
Flinging the paints at the canvas like a light show symphony
You are a wild goose chase
I am the sun
Beating down on the hot desert and its single paved highway
The nonsense blown away
Leaving behind sand dune formations
Nothing but perfection
Nothing but you and I
You run along under my light
Through my illumination
In my glimmering shine
You dance with the colors I bring to existence
Because without me,
You would be dark and dull.
Like a tree falling with nobody to hear
If you are a rainbow in the dark
Have you any color?
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 2:58 AM UTC
In my poems, you are grandiose
I paint you with all the colors in the rainbow
Flinging the paints at the canvas like a light show symphony
You are a wild goose chase
I am the sun
Beating down on the hot desert and its single paved highway
The nonsense blown away
Leaving behind sand dune formations
Nothing but perfection
Nothing but you and I
You run along under my light
Through my illumination
In my glimmering shine
You dance with the colors I bring to existence
Because without me,
You would be dark and dull.
Like a tree falling with nobody to hear
If you are a rainbow in the dark
Have you any color?