"Lavender"

November 30, 2007 - Friday

The sun re-adjusted, (and brought about) Lavender skies. The girl lays in the field to see, and rests her hazel eyes. Beneath ruby poppies, she cries. Her memories waltz around in her mind. She gets by. . . on force-fed lies. Slumber would never come for her. The rest she craved was imaginary. Her dreams float from her -become a blur- December kisses her amethyst eyelashes, The colours swirl away-- To lead her to another night. . . To bring about a Hopeful day.