flowers and purple

hand in hand and a scent that speaks a language

all onto itself and a theme is played as dream

of a beautiful soul graces my mind and memory

whenever I tend to wonder out loud what happens next

a voice says that all is calm and all is right and that soothing

a groove is pleasure to a ear that feels the pressence

moments of smiles come forth and leave me in pure bliss

from the great mind and great figure that all has made a

timeless impression on my very being