Purple Flowers Sprinkled In.
Silent Memories, warn of past times...
Floating expectations, reading between the lines...
Fading slowly away, losing the prints of your newborn past...
Purple flowers of ecstasy sprinkled in...
Disguise your wrath..
Mental magic tricks...
Producing schools of emotionally blind...
Am I following You? Or are You leading?..
First I see You barely up ahead..
Then I feel You close behind..
Purple flowers sprinkled in.
Copyright © Marai Flores | Year Posted 2008
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