To The Purple Man

In a classic time of pure stare
Gypsy towers still have no stairs
She patiently waited for the purple man
Through the vast lands and seas Castle high and willows low
Deep inside their memories
Their heart beats are in sync
Then they met in the forest green A funny feeling they now share
They cannot keep their eyes apart
Oh! They cannot put it down to rest
Then they are now in scare Their feelings aftermath under siege
They met in a place close air
To cut off their ghost lair
A slash to the wrist That’s the perfect place
Instantaneous finishTo end the conspiracy
An outrageous feeling then now share
They cannot keep their eyes apart Heart beating out their chest
Oh! They cannot put it down to rest