Purple LaceA Poem by SyberRoseNight weaves a web of purple lace in window of twilight's hour As dancing shadows embrace In belfry of a moonlight tower.
Lavender mist begins to swirl as gloaming begins to fade The Spanish moss begins to curl secret whispers in night cascade.
Violet eyes in dark of night watch as scent of magnolia creep Passion begins to tenderly bite free spirits of restlessness weep.
Night weaves a web of purple lace By morning dew there is no trace.
© 2015 SyberRoseAuthor's Note
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