A multichrome night (draft)

Through the purple meadows,
Along the yellow pines,
Peek between the shadows,
And reclaim what is mine.

Perched between the sunrise,
And this evenings dusky haze,
Purge here but my solemn cries,
Within my blue lit maze.

A violet glance there beckons,
Beneath the rising moon,
With her temptation reckon,
A weakness for me this soon.

Within her cloak she wraps me,
Her strong emerald embrace,
A crystal night but forced me,
My lavish doom to face.