Purple Senses

Purple is a color so unique.
Dye your hair,it won’t look bleak.
Like purple grapes and purple flowers.

Painting it gives you hidden powers.
You can taste the juicy,sweet grapes.
You can smell the lavender in the air.

You can see the purple in the sky.
As you hear wedding bells chyme.
And you feel magical,divine.

You won’t cry among purple mist.
Yes,that color exists.
Like violets,too.

It feels happy and true.
When I was little,I used to like pink.
But it’s been a while,and so I think.

Now my favorite color is purple so pastel.
Feels like I am encaged in a spell.
I can taste the lavender on my tounge.

I can even smell it,too.
It’s a sight oh so true.
Will my wedding bells chyme?

I dress in purple and feel divine.
Purple violets,purple skies.
Sometimes even among the galaxies.

I can taste the cosmic air.
I can smell the scent of my long hair floating.
And I can see the stars far,far away.

I can hear the sounds surrounding Saturn.
And I can feel my senses bloom.
With purple galaxies,I will become one.

The moon and sun rule in return.
Tell me,what is your favorite color?
Is it green or blue?

Is it pink with a red hue?
Or do you also stay true by purple?
Alas,if I had to choose a color that looks best on me.

The galaxy will be as black as can be.
But purple is a magic shield.
It helps protect from the magic you wield.

I can taste the magic and hope on my tounge.
I can smell the power.
I can see myself as a princess in a tower.

I can hear the birds sing.
And I can feel my body slowly grow.
Magic with purple in my veins flow.

Purple is divine,it helps you pass the time.
Other colors in this story feel like a crime.
You can hear the sun shine.

With purple in my skies.
And it makes you reach new highs.