Purple violets everywhere.
I see there beauty.
I hear there voice.
I smell there beautiful smell.
I tatse the violet air.
I feel the blanket of petals.
The beauty the have brings so much joy to me.
The voice I hear sounds so smoothing.
The smell is tastable.
It taste so fresh.
The soft blanket so loving.
They feel so warm.
They are so lovable.
Author notes
Of course i don't hear or taste them.
This is such a lovley contest.
A contest entry
- Purple Violets by saddie23.
625 points, ended May 23, 17 entries
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