You cover me in purple
Your ins and outs, your ups and downs,
Your overs and what-have-yous
The sickle sound of your heart pounding in the morning to
Your fiery rushed breath during the times when
I don’t even know whose leg is whose
Your purple canopy envelopes me when I don’t know where to go
and it tells me to just stay there
it’s vastness chews on me as if I’m a sweet gumdrop and i don’t even care
Purple flashes when you do a little whisper
And when you do a little strumming on your guitar
And when you’re even a little proud of yourself
Drawn into the deep delicious well of your purple,
of your ins and outs,
I fall
and fall
and fall……..