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Prism and light
It's been a cold night.
I am a prism sitting on a table top by the window,
Waiting again for the warm white lights coming from strange lands,
Do come , O love.
For I will allow you to enter right through my heart, and split your rainbow colours,
To see if you hide any black there.
If not , we'll make merry and dance together.
If yes, I'll have to wait for the next day altogether.
Do come, for love.
© nicholasSquare
I am a prism sitting on a table top by the window,
Waiting again for the warm white lights coming from strange lands,
Do come , O love.
For I will allow you to enter right through my heart, and split your rainbow colours,
To see if you hide any black there.
If not , we'll make merry and dance together.
If yes, I'll have to wait for the next day altogether.
Do come, for love.
© nicholasSquare
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