Red Hot Rainbows Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Penetrating an atmosphere of silent stillness, my being
going interiorly, finding the peace that I desperately
need right now.

Rainbows being red hot like they're on fire, arched a-
bove my mind, daring intellect to cool them down, not
trying, just watching, wondering how they got that way.

Curiosity fanning flames as they continue burning in my
mind, time elapsing slowly, as I realize it's my desire
and passion burning them, not able to be quenched any-
more since you're not here my love.