Press play before reading, salute.
(A lone voice whispers)
Elena
Look to those deep memories
For they’re no longer cold graves that may cause you to weep
Try not to lose too much sleep
On those who may lovingly still call me a creep
For what they do not know
I’m but strands of all those thousand winds
That Love blows
That rare bottle of emotional Tennessee whisky
You may choose to help serenade you to sleep
The twinkling diamond in a dark storm-filled cloud
As it snows
A burst of blistering sunlight to warm your soul
Wherever you go
That gentle reminder of our faded love song
Whenever you open those dark brown eyes
In the early morning breeze
Now that I’m gone
For all I am now is but one of the soft stars
That shines at night listening to the Purple Rainfall
A woman from the South Side
Living now in the Great In-Between
Always watching as you ride
Elena
Don’t let regret and grief be the only things
this life forces you to eat
Just try to always remember me
The good times and my eternal love
Within every step, you take and every heartbeat
It was always meant to be
One day in here
You’ll see
As we dance in the Purple Rain
And when it washes away all that old pain
Only our true love will remain
In this Purple Rain
Copyright John Duffy,
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