In a world of vibrant hues, a tale unfurled,
Of emotions swirling, a love story twirled,
Loving him was purple, a shade so rare,
A passion that soared, an enchanting affair.
Purple, the color of passion and desire,
Igniting the flames, setting hearts on fire,
His touch, a brushstroke, painting my soul,
With shades of affection, making me whole.
In his eyes, a deep lavender glow,
Unveiling secrets only true lovers know,
Each moment spent, a lilac-scented dream,
Wrapped in devotion, like a flowing stream.
His laughter, an amethyst melody in the air,
Filling my world with joy beyond compare,
Loving him was purple, a symphony divine,
A kaleidoscope of emotions intertwined.
But love can be fleeting, like a twilight's kiss,
Leaving memories behind, a bittersweet abyss,
Though the shades may fade, the echoes endure,
For loving him was purple, an eternal allure.
