Prism

You lie with your head on the table.
I am the sun.
In your dream, I break up into pieces.

I'm a rainbow come
to bring color back into your world,
so, when it's night

and you lie awake in the dark,
you can think a song
to hold the darkness at bay,

a rainbow song
that lies hidden behind lids of your eyes.
Also a song
you forget when with me you arise.

On Poetry and ArtSuzi Peel