Purple Ice
Daydreaming yesteryear, purple ice
i held close to the bosom
feel and see through her eyes
to keep her ever, a ransom
so huge and priceless
her heart call for _ love
needed to keep the purple ice limitless
free above the blues, pride of a dove
if you’d come back to the nest
purple ice, I’d make it gloom
and the world could see the rest
on the peak of my heart _ is your room.
Copyright © Emenaha Godwin Holiday | Year Posted 2014
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