Who needs a rainbow when all you need is purple?

“He caught her colorful thrills and delicate spills on his lips and delivered them to hers, let her taste her essence, which only made her crave his. They peeled each other bare and touched, tasted, breathed each other in until they blended so perfectly that her leading him to her and his going inside was inevitable.

They made their own rainbow.”

Cool Hand Hank - Kathleen Eagle