Purple Majesty

I am in a season of lilac

Soft and feminine

Gentle caresses

Porcelain painted

Freckles on fair skin

A new beginning

Like the rebirth of spring

Delighting in delicate treasures

A string of seed pearls

The trill of bird song

It won’t be long

Before I bloom into Amethyst

Bold

Regal

Glinting

Promising a depth of knowing

That took time to crystalize

A roughness

Even when polished smooth

Can cut you from behind

Be wary

But respectful

Of how I am shaped

Like jewels on a crown

These edges

Divinely

Keenly

Queenly

All Mine