Purple Heart
Lace of dreams - long time gone -
Embraces waist of maiden
An off - white whisper's subtle tone
Drops shyly pearls from Heaven
Breeze flutters holographic Me
My wounded captain has returned
I feel like floating rainbow glee
His eyes are red and face is stern
He drops his gear and runs through me
A desperate undertow of sorrow
I never felt so loved and free
He screams as there is no tomorrow
The dawn drops soundproof double door
I leave him lonely in the wild
Surrendered heart returns to war
As I find peace along with child...
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by Iolanda Scripca 7/5/2011 |
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