Brooke Audino - Purple

Purple is flowers
Purple is royalty
Purple is for longing
Purple is my saddened tears
Purple smells like grapes in the middle of April
Purple tastes like wine on a Sunday morning
Purple sounds like a hippo in the wilderness making his calls of pain
Purple looks like a little child gripping onto her sister's hand
Purple feels like baby smooth skin
Purple makes me feel sadness
Purple is a reminder of Jordan

Brooke Audino

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/purple-14/