In Rainbows

Every thirty seconds

                we are new,

                we feel the entire world vibrate

                and within this quake

                 there is you. 

Your eyes are crystals balls,

                     what do you see?

                      you say I am swirls,

                      I am glowing purple,

                      you say you are looking at 

Magic. 

Can I be magic?

 My skin is a quilt. 

 Not bereft of color,

 shining royalty,

 velvet purple. 

When we really love someone,

         we love them in rainbows

         light bending through a prism

         a hologram of wave-particle energy,

         both physical and not,

         redundant and unspoken of. 

Every thirty seconds

    a different still life

    a new sketch illuminated 

    in full spectrum,

    conjectively every color. 

Cool grays blanketing a sink

                           full of dishes

                           undertones of blue.

                           Orange, yellow,

                           a warm flame on a candle

                           or many,

                           burning with the goal of 

Empty. 

We are burning,

 every thirty seconds,

 a deep red, shading darker with each pass

 a hue living beneath our skin 

 tinting our movements, our breaths. 

When I love you,

           I love you in rainbows. 

           Blending your red and mine,

           undertones of blue,

           glowing purple

           entertwining every thirty seconds.