My purple childish dream

Светик Петрова
I took a piece of paper and some colored pencils,
Awkwardly my tiny fingers drew eternity of dots,
Hue by hue I sketched a golden halo for an angel,
Stupefied with image brought by childish thoughts.
Reaching for the purple one I drew a smile,
Most handsome eyes I`ve ever seen since then,
I never thought my drawing would be so versatile,
But looking back I wanna sketch a purple face again.
I still remember childish dream I drew on paper,
Those purple tears are safely kept and locked,
They`re still alive, time won`t turn them into vapor
And color won`t vanish after paper will be soaked.
Remember tiny hands approaching a table key,
How bashfully I dared to hide my purple wonder,
Never more a miracle was bestowed blissfully on me,
Since destinies were thrown wide asunder.
I love my purple dream even it`s so far away,
It seems that once it flickered long ago,
I felt it touched my back and crossed my way,
Then disappeared under heap of melted snow.
All my devastated life I searched for purple hue,
That treasured color in your handsome eyes,
But other colors dared to dissemble precious you,
They sketched your smile in a colorless disguise.
Being caught in trap of mediocre color dreams,
Sleeping sensitively under tiny purple stars,
Searching for oblivion from childish whims,
I see how purple hue is spilling on my arms.
I love my purple dream and won`t give up on it,
No matter what tomorrow`s gonna bring to me,
Imagining us dangling feet on clouds starlit,
Forever in eternity, stuck in the purple dream.
Maybe when one day I open my sleepy eyes
A tender wind will bring some purple hope,
Flying up like carefree bird in deep blue skies,
Tying me to you with strongest ever ropes.
Isn`t it a bliss to drown together in this dream,
Kissing for the hours without even stop?
Pouring purple pleasure never felt and seen,
Forever as one, forever in a purple love.
-Svetlank@-