Periwinkle Dreams

Go ahead, admit it…
My scarlet freedom teases you—
The sultry serenade of a distant guitar
Dancing and lyrical
Senseless rhythm; we sway.

Go on, say it…
My blue curiosity intrigues you—
There’s no right answer
So stop looking and just come along
Noiseless giving; we taste.

Go nowhere, stay right here…
Where my tender lilac grace delivers you
To a hidden cove,
An inlet of sapphires and emeralds
Where you can openly, freely
Tell me, share with me
Your cosmic weakness
For my periwinkle dreams.


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