Indigofera Dreams

Do you remember, pretty Violet, how the

Indigo would blossom in the spring?

So vibrant were the bursts of efflorescence,

Tesselate impressions watercolored onto all our tattered, cotton things (as we)

Ran--uninhibited--amid the pathways of the wild, wild things.

A memory shared between us, dearest Violet: paint dollops on starry, petaled wings, our

Clothes transforming into canvases--jeans and dresses full of blackberry & orchid, blotted ink--

Timestamps of a friendship (that would soon be over) in a blink. Oh,

I didn't know that all the days would quickly go, Pretty Violet--I only knew to grow and to run after all my dreams...(I grew)

Out of my stained jeans--dearest Violet--then you moved away and ripped my heart out at the seams...my

Nemesis will always be the part of me that lost you--pretty Violet--(now all I have of you is purple blot art left on jeans)...the only part of us that I can speak to--dearest Violet--is nothing but an empty blur of distant, indigofera dreams.

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-Gina C. 🧚‍♀️✨

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Author's Note: My childhood best friend and I were raised together since birth. Her family moved away when we were 7. We kept in touch for many years - though over time - we grew more and more apart. I've never had another best friend like her.

And now, I'm crying. 🥲

Indigo's full, scientific name is "Indigofera tinctoria".

I thought it was beautiful.

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This poem is part of my Signature Mini collection. If you'd like to read more from this collection, try this one:

This poem was written for the Dancing with Distraction Challenge. :)

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