Dear Secret Love
Dear Secret Love,
Love is a many-colored arch
displayed by rays of sun
and best seen in the wake of clouds
just after storms are done.
Love is a rosebud reaching up
to drink its fill of dew
that it might blossom in the warmth
of sun that shines anew.
Love is a midnight symphony.
Its music only heard
in hearts awakened by the song,
as joy inspires the bird.
Love is a sign of hope that shines
for anyone who'll see,
who'll lift his eyes from earth to sky
and dream of what might be.
So if you'll lift your downcast face
and look for signs above,
you'll see a rainbow, kiss the dew
and hear the song of love.
Then, hopefully you'll understand,
I am your rainbow light,
I am the rose that thirsts for you,
I am your love songs in the night.
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