purple

the phosphorescent
filament
in my mind’s
inner recesses
ignites with
lavender lasciviousness
as her
lilac heart
paints the sky

it wasn’t an accident when i tripped over my own dismay to tumble at your feet, more a happy coincidence as i left my heart wrapped in plain brown paper on your stoop as the purple waves spread across the horizon

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