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A darker shade of purple.
That's you,
But.
Not like a bruise-
outlasting the pain.
More,
vivid.
Softer.
Still,
like the sky,
after a storm.
Once the adrenaline has tired.
And the wind has hushed into a
whisper.
of nothings.
Sweet.
Then.
and only then could I,
gather courage from the sodden earth.
And hold you in it.
Like a caterpillar inside a cocoon.
Softly.
encased in a web,
of silk.
For a moment.
A beautiful transient moment.
And then I would set you free
Like a butterfly.
The empress of your -
own
Wings.
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