this purple falls upon me
a veil upon my eyes
no longer seeing the grace
in you i flowered
rows of lavender
bruised by this mistral
wind, which left me
barren as if we never were
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Mistral
Posted by OrchidMask at 7:00 PM 0 comments
Inspiration: Purgatory
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