Red Orange Yellow.
Green Blue and Indigo.
Violet makes the RainBow.
Together they Simply  Glow.

Each Colour has a meaning for Sure.
Pure , Mature and Obscure.  
Different Frequencies.
Living Together in Harmony.
Ever Spreading Energy.
Travelling towards Infinity.

Yet to learn a lot
From this Rainbow across.

The deep somber toll of a brass bell,
a black wagon carrying me to the grave:
these are the sighs of a missed Friday.

You kiss me with your native tongue
Between sea salted breaths
Hints of starfruit and filth
Relish saintly dialects
Distant malaise clings to
Gritted teeth, unclenched
Your kaleidoscope soul
Vulnerable, drenched
Dripping liquified gold
Ornate in transcendental air
Upstaging whatever gods
May reside up there

I want my love for myself
To overflow
And I want my overflow of love
To seep over onto you
But for now
My cup is empty
And maybe you can sense
That I have nothing to offer you

Here are two pupils
whose moons of black
transform to cripples
all who look:

each lovely lady
who peers inside
take on the body
of a toad.

Within these mirrors
the world inverts:
the fond admirer's
burning darts

turn back to injure
the thrusting hand
and inflame to danger
the scarlet wound.

I sought my image
in the scorching glass,
for what fire could damage
a witch's face?

So I stared in that furnace
where beauties char
but found radiant Venus
reflected there.