It wraps around her as the night embraces the world. A flowing nebula of violet that begs to be explored by the currents of music and swirls of motion to come. Such would be her color after all, the perfect balance of calming, beautiful blue and fiery, passionate red. Were this a dream, I would plead to remain in eternal slumber, but the sensation of her in my arms now is too sublime for imagination to fully replicate.
And for the longest time, I never thought purple was important.
My entry for this week’s Five Sentence Fiction from Lillie McFerrin. The theme: purple. The reaction: intoxicating.
I hope you all enjoy!