i'm well aware you're not a rainbow

I’m well aware you’re not a rainbow

Nor what compels the darkling thrush to sing.

My heart still leaps 

Knowing your existence is a thing.

I built up the edifice of what I thought I knew

Swole and whimsical,

The type of person

You want to meet

And to which to listen.

I confess I am 

Riven with curiosity

Like a beast

Hungry and athirst,

I desire the wonder of her stories

To hear that raucous laugh,

Those eyes, vast as galaxies.

She’s tall and bright,

And with the fullness,

Of her red and billowing hair,

part-long and sidecut,

She is too much 

Like a torch held aloft

Meant to set ablaze the world.