She Wears Purple

No, there hasn’t been a smile like that

And no eyes have been brighter

The way you tilt your head to get attention

Or throw you hands in front of me

Clumsy and beautiful

And why do you read me like you do?

You understand the languages I speak

And also the ones I want to learn

You listen to my songs

You know the words by heart

(I thought they were mine

But it seems I’m yours)

And as if all that wasn’t enough

There’s your white skin

The soft flesh around your bones

The delicate touch of your body when I hold you

And then you leave

An empty bottle of wine in my hands