I saw a graceful rainbow
curving so divinely
across that grey,
somber sky.
It radiated
love and raw
kinds of beauty,
so heavenly; I desire
to tightly clasp those
tempting, colorful sparks.

But no one
seemed to
bear, or to
dare, to
look up
into her
vivid
heavenly
hues.
"Despicable,"
they said,
with a frightened look;
afraid to
be entranced 
perhaps.
So I
pondered why
all the good things
need to be destroyed.

"Ascend, My love. Let me undress your dull worldly blind until you fervently beg to stay naked in my grasp. I will dispel your heterochromatic mask from that fine-looking mind so thoroughly till you envy yourself for looking so colorful and velvety,"
spoke the rainbow so softly high above.

Enlightened 
in my agitation;
I just stared at her
solemnly—
with a blue
longing heart—
from the meadow
of lavender below.

She is that
sacred rainbow
society has despised.
She is that sacred...