Julys Purple Flower

July’s flower of soft purple beauty,

Humbly she grows for our hurt in the dirt.

With slim silhouette and the dance of a cutie

As she seems to be dancing in wind ever smoothly

For resemblance of love,

Or want of another,

July's purple flower,

I give to no other.

I give with a kiss, and a soft touch of your Cheek,

Our lips sweetly reminisce, my hunger is meek.

For you I give all,

Mind, heart and soul,

For so far my mind,

You’ve successfully stole.

Fixated on dreams, of golden blond hair,

My breath barely breathes, as I lock in your stare.

Have I found you, the one I will keep,

Close to my heart our love is here linked,

Or loneliness lost, dancing on petals

As my purple flower unconditionally settles.

For your heart to drink, wine when its red,

Together we think, apart we feel dead.

For times found its love,

Close to the door

Beckons its exquisiteness,

Asking questions no more.

This purple. July flower, its seeds never sower,

And washes the fear from the Spring,

As animals play, and children are gay,

As my beloved becomes a bouquet.

Tomorrow, forever, today.