A Pot Of Gold

By: Erik V. King

Today the world is a brilliant light,
a ball of vibrant green, yellow, red,
and all colors in and out of the rainbow.

The sun is shining on my eyes
and your eyes are shining to rival that brightness.

I can see that a slice of the rainbow
has slipped into your eyes
and a pot of gold rests easy in your smile.

Your laugh is richness beyond imagination,
your lips, the velvet cushions on which wealth rests.

To kiss you would be thievery, to not kiss you, a crime.
The guard on the wealth is not more
than the sweating of my heart
and the fever of passion burning inside.

You have the key and the cure...
bring your lips to mine and the healing will begin.