| The amazement of life through a pair of purple haze eyes is quick to hide in disguise the legitimacy of constant thought of intimacy from long ago, Then as quick as you can say yes it vanishes, lost in the shadows of purple haze deja vu never to be thought of again until the next ambiguous moment when you will become to know as the thoughts start anew And as time of the day fades off to meet time of the night they both come full circle and you await another subconscious moment of yesterday, and mourn the morning lost in another rising sun of amazement another day of life through a pair of purple haze eyes. Copyright �2001 Dennis Hicks |
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