Purple Poem by L.B. Temuco

Purple



Holding to your dark shoulder
its earthly patterns
pull the sky down.
In failing light
the purple retreat
of arms and thoughts
fills the sky with birds gathering
around the moist circle of your bones.
The universe inside
in which I find refuge
and the red chalice,
more infinite than God.

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