I released us into the wind

in hopes of a twister to spin us together at the begin agains end

Somewhere in the midst of clouds and dust

there were fragments of us.

Pictures without frames shattered into the wind

Tears shimmered next to glass as diamond prism light

danced while the clouds and dust carried us into the past

somewhere in the wind.

I guess its true somethings never really last when the frames cracks

the picture carried off into the wind leaving the diamond tear glass.

                   Theres nothing over this rainbow toto.