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Night On A Rainbow
arches and keystone
without one they fall
life sustained by you
or I had nothing at all
skies at time of damp
arch of hues on show
feast with brittle rays
grist for my rainbow
refraction bends light
you twisted my heart
with love's pot of gold
vowed we'd not part
rainbow but an illusion
your promise the same
capricious the crescent
not ho...
Monday 21st December 2020 10:46 am
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