Violet Night
In a deep slumber I see your face A dream before my eyes but then in sudden waking the colors blur into reality a reality more blissful then all my dreams combined when you are neat life is wonderful the pure white of caring the deep reds of passion melt with the star filled blue above us to become this violet night??/??/00, -just like every other love poem the only thing I liked about this one enough to submit it was the color metaphor, just throwing it out there to see what you think Written April 1st, 2002 © on Apr 01 2002 06:20 AM PST, Jeremy M Olson 0 • 8
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"In a deep slumber I see your face..."