A Violet ray rarely scapes a golden sky,
For how a slither of lavish' lavender,
Wiggle the strains of a slightly counted rainbow--is an anamoly.
But as a serpent sheds it's scales,
Fractures always differ the source.
An entire gallery of colors,
belonging to a single star?
Such glutton only results in black.
A canvas of envy,
is a fraction of a "Starless Sky",
Lonely and unaware of all it was worth.
© notaladyjay