A broken off piece of rainbow
Fell through the window landed
On the floor a small triangle
Of unworldly colors
The germ-ghost of what
Became the world
Actually visiting me
I was just sitting there
As usual thinking of you
As a patch of radiant light
And I could see right through you
All your clever disguises
All the way back to when
We were first ours that night
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