…purple clouds

Aug 9

Written By kim brown

…i need a world with purple clouds-

with pink rain, and silver snow-

where birds walk beside you for a morning chat, and hearts have vaccines for heartache-

where suicide is a mere horror story, scripted by the imagination of ones’ sick mind-

so the fallen shall not be the fallen, as it could have never been, nor shall ever become-

so they remain,

so they remain-

i need an ocean with healing water-

with melodic eels, embracing jellyfish, and great white sharks that wave to say hello-

so i could have a place to float and forget that sorrow exists-

as splashing tides intertwine with tears, so the soul forgets which is which-

i need a man with honest hands-

with unquestionable love, and uninterrupted moments-

with no trace of time, or a need to know-

with no interest of another, or the desire to want-

to simply feed on the melatonin of me- nourished and completely satisfied-

again, and again, and again-

but i need faith-

a mind that can sustain white clouds and white snow-

birds that fly and hearts that shatter-

falling souls and oceans that drown-

skin that craves and time that fades-

again, and again, and again-

oh father-

i need a world with purple clouds-

even if during the depth of momentary sleep-

please take me there-

…tonight?-

written to:

work of art-

‘amber re’

-ty 🌹

…bullshit