I've been in a lavender melancholy
and I think my bones are the bows of violins
to some symphony my heart plays
that I'm not sure who conducts.
and through a humming night,
I've been watching you swim
that hue in the sky,
the grapefruit pink making lines across your arms.
you know, I've got my money on this shadow.
I can see it pointing west
and to the way you you try to breathe me,
up and out of the willows,
patient as I winnow these thoughts.
you smile at me staring at the soft prints of pink.
I've been waiting for a dawn,
been waiting for the colors to change.
that bed of stars is fading,
well, we'll see 'em next year.
we're under a lavender sunrise
and there's a serenade the leaves create,
there's a harmony our hearts can make.