Saturday, October 17, 2009

Synthesete.

You make me think of the colour purple.
I don't know why.
There is nothing in your face to suggest it, none of it in your gold-oranged eyes.
You have the eyes of a lioness, my love.
But right before I see your face in my mind, purple flashes.
Violet washed through with indigo.
That's all, I just thought I would tell you.

2 comments:

  1. Is it purple that is the sexually frustrated colour?? I never remember...

    Maybe that says something :) I miss you. Come ring my bell.

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  2. MWA - see, look, I commented today too!

    I love you.

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