EVERY COLOR IN THE RAINBOW

EVERY COLOR IN THE RAINBOW

You flash your lovely smile at me,
And in the beauty of that smile I see,
Every color in the rainbow,
The purple of the mountain range,
The deep blue of the rolling sea.

The green of the grass with its sparkling dew,
The red of the clay that I trudge through
On my way to your back door.
The yellow of the morning sun
That shines its rays upon the floor.

You hold my hand in a moment grand
And flashing through my mind,
Come vivid memories of our past
That steal across the sands of time.

And they speak to me of times gone by,
The awesome highs, the desperate lows.
The vivid spectrum of our romance,
Every color in the rainbow.

You sing your sweet, sweet songs to me,
Perfect songs in perfect tune.
Songs that hold the world in place,
That whisper sweet dreams to the moon.

I love you like a man possessed, I dream of you at every turn,
And through the slow parade of dreams,
Your love for me like a brush fire burns.
The smoke and flames they billow high,
They stake their claim upon my soul,
And in the black of nighttime’s arms,
I lose all self-control.

Your flash your lovely smile at me,
And in the beauty of that smile I see,
Every color in the rainbow.
The purple of the mountain range,
The deep blue of the rolling sea.

-Bruce Potts
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