Rhyme or Reason–1990

I sometimes see the rainbow

reflected in the storm of your eyes.

Your tenderness confines me

in the power dance of lies.

You speak to me so sweetly

as you beg for me to five.

The harsh warmth of your arms

suffocates to let me live.

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