The world is tinted purple
the sky’s a shade of green
the landscape reflects hues
of colors I have never seen;
I walk as if I’m floating
on a bright and crisp rainbow
and when you float on toward me
I whisper things you’ll never know.
In a world where nothing’s black and white
and reality’s surreal
inhibitions’re broken down
and I tell you what I feel.
All lines are blurred and coated
in twisted shades of gray
and in this space you kiss me
but in this dream that stays.
Krystina Holford formerly assisted in the maintenance of an educational library in Nanjing, China and guided in the sales of a spiritual library in Lake Forest, California. Now she can be found writing poetry, scripts, and an occasional short story if the mood strikes. Her greatest struggle in life is convincing herself to write instead of re-watch episodes of ‘The Office”, and she can’t walk past a book store without touching at least one of the books inside.