Treasure Island

Renny Puspa Sari


My Purple Orchid


Once the maturity of balmy embrace is in purple

Smile is still too sweet though you have no dimples

Love from you is soul and mind refinement

Hand-touch can be more than beatific achievement

My purple orchid makes me the luckiest girl ever

Twice the royal flower is delicate some time longer

My purple orchid charms me some way meaningfully

Creating love for someone no more logically

Someday later I will find my finest gentleman

Complete with a bouquet of purple orchids in his hand

A rare and magnificent flower preserves true love

A light color purple, happiness I won't get off

Submitted: Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, June 27, 2012

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