Dreams of Rainbows

Colors.  
Colors so vivid.  
Vibrant, radiant colors.  
Colors shining through my body,
through every nerve.
I breathe in.
The love that I feel ignites from my stomach,
reminds my heart how very powerful it is.
Flowing, pumping, throbbing, thriving.
So much love that I become paralyzed.
Can't move, can't talk, can't think.
All I can do is feel.
Feel the rainbows of glimmering colors run through me.
Beams of golden sunshine gleaming through,
piercing a path through patches of saddness.
One moment, one thought and I am wrapped,
enveloped in a blanket of calm warmth.

Then, reality appears.
Plight, tragedy, emotion, saddness.
Tears begin to form from the back of my throat.
The spotlights of burning colors are melting,
replaced with barren walls, beaded with tears.
Brilliants lights confined to twinkling reflections on puddled orbs.
Puddles formed from leaking streams.
The pounding drums of my once beating heart
now drowned by the echoed plopping of teardrops.
Lulled to sleep by the sounds of soggy sobs,
I sleep.  I dream.
I dream of rainbows.