In that dream, I had all day and more
in the lavender field, sunlight speckling
my arms, my legs, the straw hat sheltering my face.
It was one I'd never worn before,
but you were there, sunny, honeyed
and yellowing all my purple darkness,
as it always should have been.
This was written for De's dVerse Meeting the Bar: the Sevenling. I was unable to post it in time so I'll be linking it to dVerse OLN.