Tuesday, June 27, 2006

purple
I said, 'Every time I see that shirt I think "quilt".' And you laughed - said something about taking the shirt from your back. And, as it fell on the bed and the shot cotton turned from deep, dark purple to iridescent blue, I thought of that first date and how our lives have changed, but how your eyes are just the same. I thought of grape skins and how much beauty there is in the world. And I thought: I love you.

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