standing naked
in the pouring rain
l
ike an insolent minx

missing him so much
s
he can barely
breathe

but truths change
l
ike the colors of a
r
ainbow, and often

the suns glare is
j
ust too harsh
t
o bear though

she often masks it
w
ith fraudulent
c
ontempt

covertly avoiding
her own hypocrisy
until the radiant and

majestic colors of
the spectrum slowly
soften and shift

mocking her
d
esperate and
f
eeble attempt

and the sun manifests
s
o reluctantly it's
a
lmost absurd

dissipating raindrops
u
pon her breast as she
s
tands silent and naked

and in this moment of
non-existant pride
t
he truth becomes

ever so clear that the
r
ainbow was never really
there,
or maybe it was

but like a mirage
it
simply faded
into nothing...


DESERT SEA