Alex Messenger

Rookie (Perth, Australia)

Day 11 - Poem by Alex Messenger

She sits in my dreams, bathed in the light
And just seeing her makes me know it's alright
And the temptation to go talk to her, I fight
Before I wake up alone, in the middle of the night

Purple is the colour, that we both adore
It is the colour of royalty, in the ancient lore
But I'd turn down the gold of a thousand kings just for
The ability to be with her, now and forever more

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012

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