Violets
The word tingles me
Somehow.
I don't know
But it feels weird.
To me
Violets roses are
Definitely more beautiful
Than red ones.
I feel like
Everything is a metaphor
Including you.
You're violet
And you're more beautiful
Than the blood running
In my veins.
But then
The sky is black at night
And violets
Would be swallowed.
Influenced.
You'd turn into black
Even if it's only for the night.
Metaphors inside my head
Irrelevant, illogical.
I imagined you
Turning into a radiant violet
Rebirthed at dawn
Majestic.
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 12:40 AM UTC
Violets
The word tingles me
Somehow.
I don't know
But it feels weird.
To me
Violets roses are
Definitely more beautiful
Than red ones.
I feel like
Everything is a metaphor
Including you.
You're violet
And you're more beautiful
Than the blood running
In my veins.
But then
The sky is black at night
And violets
Would be swallowed.
Influenced.
You'd turn into black
Even if it's only for the night.
Metaphors inside my head
Irrelevant, illogical.
I imagined you
Turning into a radiant violet
Rebirthed at dawn
Majestic.
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