Quote by: Rebecca Wells

When the Deep Purple falls, Over sleepy garden walls, And the stars begin to flicker in the sky, Thru the mist of a memory You wander back to me, Breathing my name with a sigh. In the still of the night, Once again I hold you tight, Tho' you're gone, your love lives on When moonlight beams. And as long as my heart will beat Lover, we'll always meet Here in my Deep Purple dreams.


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Author Bio


  • NameRebecca Wells
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • Born1952
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWoman Of Letters; Novelist
  • WorksDivine Secrets Of The Ya-Ya Sisterhood; Little Altars Everywhere