The Purple City

Happy Saturday, dear reader. Today is the 25th day of #OctPoWriMo, and the prompt is 'magic'. I used this opportunity to tell of a life event, a magical event. For the readers who have seen the purple city (and I suspect there are few), it will evoke images of a wonderful setting. For everyone else, read this post to understand what I am referring to. I hope you enjoy this poem, and maybe you'll be inspired to find your own purple city, and create memories that last a lifetime.

Rod E. Kok
October 25, 2014

Dark shadows drew us in,

we hid in quiet privacy.

There was no hurry

to forge this perfect

embrace,

we would not rush

our hearts desire.

Somehow this was different.

Chaste hugs of the past

grew into

this moment.

Our feelings developed,

slowly we became

more than friends.

Finally it happened,

our first kiss,

with only the rain

serving as witness.

As the purple city surrounded us,

we gave in.

Our breath mingled,

seemingly time stood still,

and it truly was

magic.