The purple rose petals of crushed
rocks in the shade of weeping willows
retains the aura of mystery
that distinguishes it from other colors
the rainbow.
dying sun rays filtered
arrogantly through
branches of old trees and cancel
forever beauty.
The purple is the color of love.
Sergio Melchior
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