Of the many ways we abuse ourselves for unrequited love; we lower ourselves into the vegetable kingdom with seeds to bury in the ground when we might rise as birds into the air.

Royal purple sheets only remind our lady of what she cannot reach. But the conflicted nature of the potent desire and potential relationship war against the Christian ethics of the person making her feel this way, and prevent even admission of yearning for such a carnal relationship as the linen demands. And so the lady is left hurt and hurting herself over “a heart that won’t show its face.”