Purple Reign Among Life’s Quiet Storms

Purple Reign Among Life’s Quiet Storms
I have no sword or armor, only God’s embracing arms  
Silently protecting me from Mother Nature or mental harm  
  
In a world so timeless and moving fast  
It’s best not to ever dwell in the past  
Live, laugh, and breathe as if it’s your last  
Destiny Karma Fate  
The mental stability to love and relate  
   
It’s the trilogy that gets us through, it gets us by  
No one can have their pie down here and eat it the sky  
And yes, by God’s creed, his Heavenly laws  
Ordained by benediction given for us all  
   
I’m crowned, blessed, glorified  
The doctrine of my heart, my soul, my universal love to keep you fixated and mentally tranquillized  
Compromised to give, never despised  
Words to spend you, send you, in the silk sheets, carnal pleasures merges  
Take of me I giveth, in the height of physical atonement my soul slowly purges  
   
Mm… I think it’s just downright sexy  
To be under the covers when someone is sexual vexing  
The sweetest culprit under someone’s lesson  
His shooting weapon  
    
As a nurse, I’ve seen my fair share  
Living among Angel wings, on a hope, and a prayer  
Last breath, last rite, then sadly, no air  
   
Spotlight check, easy breezy, with the intellectual magic key  
Quiet storms brewing on the horizon, but rapture free  
Someone up there still loves me I see  
   
The beat of my own drums, yes it does sound honeyed to tweet  
It makes it so much easier to dust discomfort from under my feet  
Rather I’m the surprise, gift, or the sugary treat  
   
Be true to self, and the words representing you spilling from the mouth  
It keeps drama, hated, confusion out  
No doubt  
   
Not my creed to disavowal when reaping of sacred seeds  
But I feel the need to emotional bleed  
So please take heed  
   
Therefore, treat others kind  
Or pay them no mind  
No axes on my plate to ever grind  
Colored skies so vibrant and so blue  
Caressing inner strength now feeling anew