Saturday, April 20, 2013

purple dream maiden...

This morn seen her
my purple dream maiden fair
a violet purple magnificence
her overpowering luminance...

the sun which rose just then
fell upon her woken face
and her purple violet dress
had glitter of a royal lineage...

the city was still then vacant
only the sun had his hopes lent
over the macadam... road and tar
a milkvan crossed the speed bar...

seen my purple dream maiden
at a park by a simple lane...

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