Rainbows dissipate
and vanish without a trace —
much like a mirage.
a dying love leaves
its memories, that in time
grow vague and muddied.
I believe in both
rainbows and love; if only
they would last awhile.
Mirage
Rainbows dissipate
and vanish without a trace —
much like a mirage.
a dying love leaves
its memories, that in time
grow vague and muddied.
I believe in both
rainbows and love; if only
they would last awhile.
Ergo, the Ogre 
Leave a reply to The Abject Muse Cancel reply