Rebirth Poem by R. L. Allen

Your hair is black; yellow; red -
a colour for each word you ever said.

Your eyes are amber; topaz; gold -
segments of glass in the stories you told.

Your cheeks are crimson; beetroot; rose -
blushing secretly from your head to your toes.

Your lips are peach; cookie-dough bronze -
words of wisdom of which I grew fond.

Your smile is the sunset; the moonrise; the earth -
the beginning, I am sure, of my total rebirth.




28.07.2010