Orange and Purple Love

Cinful Cinnamon challenged me to write a poem using the words Orange and Purple. So here goes:

Love may remain undefined and nebulous

But persistent are the curious

Of love’s scents and pleasures

Enjoyed and suffered by creatures

Looking for their perfect mate

Ignoring the debate

That

When love is good

We feel the warmth of orange sunsets

From the behest

Of Gods’ good graces

Smiling with benevolent faces

But when love is bad

We feel the pain of purple bruises

Aching when touched from the curses

Of scorned Gods in their might

Causing us to fight

Dirty and strong with words and acts

That break previous pacts

Of happily ever after

And halting joyous laughter

So when thoughts of love’s orange sunsets come to mind

Remember the pain of purple bruises

That turns bitter — sweet juices

Transforming orgasmic thoughts

Into troubles that Hades brought

Up to those on earth

Singing and dancing with mirth

But let it come to mind

That healing ensues in kind

Here’s a haiku:

Purple and orange flowers

Paint the vast landscape

Temporal beauty and joy

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