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  • Writer's pictureMelinda

Memories of Purple

A construct of heliotrope in my brain

Activates on occasion

When the night is waning

My neurons dream

Telling stories of that night

When the moon was all I wore

My skin glowed violet in the light

You, a silhouette against the sky

You saw all of me

And drank me in

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