She was purple and I was grey, I never liked purple before that day. Her amber eyes awoke something within, Her uncouth charm lured me in. Her straight faced misplaced expressionless lips, I cherished like the ugly beauty marks relinquished to her hips. She awoke me to a nightmare and we cavorted in the dusk, Addicted to her mouth of poison, fixated to her lust. We were miles from love we cascaded into obsession, I was her curse of curses, she was my blessing. A bittersweet goodbye haunts me with the words I should have said, But I let you go without knowing them instead. She was purple and I was grey, I hated purple until that day.