I stare at a fleeting rainbow as the evening robs sunshine. Evening is a thief hiding in gloom, as the bow brushes her painted, hair curls. I stay on the balcony and identify with last breath. Rainbow, you remind me of someone I know. Brown eyes, white robe, and sandaled feet. Fleeting rainbow, I breathe you, the air full of leaving rain. The clouds crowding your space, the white clouds ashamed of your expressive colors. Fleeting rainbow, you are my sweet twin.
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