you weave through the silver curtain
in violet and fuchsia silk
the infant romance, so sweet
held in our treasuring hands
when the petals peeling off
our hearts crying purple rain
Purple Rain

you weave through the silver curtain
in violet and fuchsia silk
the infant romance, so sweet
held in our treasuring hands
when the petals peeling off
our hearts crying purple rain
A beautiful analogy. Losing petals and losing love. ππ
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And you may know the name of the flowers in the post picture? I am guessing sweet violets, but not sure.
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πππππ 5-hearts of love! Awesome!
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Oh yay! π
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