Reaching Purple
Words...entangle, conform and evoke.
You are word's unspoken delight.
Memorize them as if they were Holy.
Speak softly reaching lavender
For you have no armor to shield you
to unwrap you in a whisper.
Weaken the cold, tepid emptiness
of words that waver falsely and rust.
Let strong waves mold them, to
Mend and bend our souls with feelings
that live within the heart and sing
to the skylarks fluttering at dusk.
Reaching Purple
Copyright © Julie Heckman | Year Posted 2012
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