Painted Purple

When emotional, passionate red
embraces cold and distant blue
Purple emerges
Deep, soft and mysterious

Sometimes on thoughtful evenings
lost fragments of days past reappear
I see as I stare into steam above my tea
And once again those pieces come alive

It's a deep emotion I cannot easily define
Time-traveling down the corridors of my heart
Remembering and breathing half-life into past

It's that feeling you get
when watching photographs in an old family album
Past moments start floating about you
Still so vivid, yet distant and blurry
Untouchable

And then the magic ends
The tea has gone cold
While heart burns with that emotion

It shows you ghosts of your past
It reminds you how it was
How you miss some things
and still love them

Don't forget this
It will happen again

When your warm blooded heart
embraces long forgotten memories
Nostalgia emerges
Deep, soft and mysterious