Code Purple: Day Twenty Seven

In the rain,
I feel hidden.
in a blanket
of grey.
The streets
are safe again,
and every face
is a stranger.
I can walk anywhere
and never fear
being caught
in a web
of past transgressions.
I am free
to live
and to inhale
the tears
of the sky
as they meld
with mine,
two beautiful strangers
in the night.

©2015 Jessica Stephenson All Rights Reserved


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2 Responses to Code Purple: Day Twenty Seven

  1. BWSBL says:

    I love this one.


  2. Pingback: Code Purple: 2015 | In Potentia.

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