
Rainbows are for skies,
Not people
Something I was told
When i was young, impressionable and not very bold
Perhaps if i never know happiness,
it won't be something i’ll miss
Just something to think about
When i'm old to reminisce
My wants and desires were hidden
In a box of grey,
And thirteen year old me
Wished and prayed
‘Do not let this be me’
But deep down i knew
I was denying the rainbow
That was apart of me so true
And years passed and passed
just like that
Never really contemplating
Why I was so sad
But then I met her
A woman so striking
She brought the whole sun
In her walk, her presence, shining
She grabbed my hand
My heart pulsed and beamed,
Suddenly a supersaturation of colours
I have never seen
Such happiness, the intensity
I could never think
And with a kiss
This grey tinged girl slowly turned pink
And red and blue,
And violet too
Green and orange with yellow
All so new
And then i understood
That what i was told was untrue
Rainbows are for people
And maybe skies too

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