A sweet rainbow in dreamy colours
Materializes from the whispering pool like magic
And in that storybook moment
Our fingers are entwined by hearts in torment
As they seek that elusive fusion of wish-mania
We seek each other in the  blue haze
Of a morning that'd have us melt into this phase
With the shy sun in our eyes
I see yellow gardenias in a field of fragrant glory
And in the setting sun
I see a tropical angel poised for her transition