Love is climbing the rainbow
With someone at your side
Unearthing pot of gold
And making her your bride.
Love in walking hand in hand
Along the colors of your dreams
And find shes still beside you
As the sun spills out on mornings gleam.
Cautiously you amble on the arches
Sympathetic to the tenuous tones
Find surrender in the lust of love
And capture her with arduous moans.
Treasuring the time
Lest the colors wane
Fearing might the magic melt
Like vapor after rain....
Climbing the Rainbow...
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nice poem. However, be careful not to slide down on the downhill side of the rainbow. It could be a hard landing
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because typing out ''nice one '' takes to much time?