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Purple


The flowers you give to me 

The sky in the morning when you text me 

My nails after I found out it was your favorite color

Purple is the sound of your voice 

The sound of a train in the distance 

The laughter of children and the taste of chocolate shakes

And Chick Fil A sauce as we sin against our community 

The taste of Bubble gum 

The kind you always chew 

The feeling of your hand in mine 

The way I feel when I make you laugh 

The feeling of your lips on mine 

Purple is the color that can take my breath away

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