Fall to Indigo
of feeling, love, and desire
but my tears fall to indigo
does the rainbow end
or begin again
newly-bent
chimerically deformed
a mirrored amusement
a dreamland
over the rainbow
but under the sky
with room for ALL
like the Cosmos
you will struggle
to find yourself
to define yourself
with no edges
you begin again
where you thought
you ended
we brush past each other
intermingling cirrus and vapour
blend and create the polychromatic
meld, transform, and contrast
separate
in a Corinthian struggle
not to lose ourselves to Love
we forget what we've learned
the spectrum
births the prismatic
never before hues
conceived in puddles
watery, Sisyphean footsteps
discerned by the wandering eye
getting lost in repetition
is the purpose
time works the spirit
memory is distilled and refined
by intuition and feeling
and always
forever, my Love
my tears fall
to indigo
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