Violet Violet Violet

Your eyes whisper bold, violet hymns in my ears

They speak the same color as your hair, your scarf, the felt pen in your violet hands,

the coral the urchins the warm wiggling creatures

Mounted perfectly, peculiarly on a white wine wall

The words slipping from that white wine mouth:

Plum purple,

Lavender love,

Violent violet

Violet

Violet

Cast a violet veil over my turquoise eyes

Swimming blind, again, to find those young, loud eyes