I feel a need to hold you, but helpless….
instead, offer my hands to catch those
drops which softly fall into my palms
(like a lovers gentle caress excites)
and know that that is how you too would
feel, if only you could be touched for real.
Soaked now as rain keeps falling
but still, I cannot ignore your sight or
wish the blessed rain to go away
nor raise a frown whilst my gaze is fixed.
Can I reach out and touch you…..dare I try?
or will you vanish from the dark blue sky
I entreat you, please do not leave
You are all the colours there will ever be
and tell me……
Is there really a pot of gold hidden at your feet?
do not divulge those secrets that are yours to keep
I care not for any chest of gold for
you are the treasure as far as I can see,
sent from the heavens above
Lady of the Rainbow….
You are one of Gods’ purest gifts of Love.
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