the purple effect

 "Purple is the hue in which he would view the world. impaired was his vision, He set the world ablaze in his own purple haze. With a sober eye he couldn't see. The Hue of purple impaired his vision, He could finally see what he was missing. I SEE CLEARLY!!!"    Facebook status,  Eugene Woody

Purple was the haze. A different hue His eyes would gather. Such a Vision. A Visual feast his eyes would devour. He envisioned the world  set ablaze. Purple ash rain from sky's, as the city he did travel danced in the purple waves. Shades he did wear to impair his purple vision. The vision he was given was a main stay. The night sky seemed like day. The color spectrum had become vast, Such an amazing forray. A smorgishboard of purple hues left his pupils stimulated. Boots of black leather, Taylor made to fit His feet, Crushed the concrete. His steps Slow, Calculating. From his footsteps Purple Roses Grew, From broken ground his steps had loosened. The heel from his black leather boots, injected translucent Buds thats would germinate from potent purple soil. Plants animated, Such life they did display, As they swayed From the breeze from his purple haze. He would contribute to the sky's when he inhaled life, so raw and translusent, Trapped inside chest. He exhaled Clouds that took their rightful place atop the sky. If you look close you can see millions in a tranqual state, Holding on as the cloud elevates. Some close their eye's and glide from the cloud in the purple skys. With grace they fall from such a high.

Purple was the haze. His eyes still impaired by such a hue. He could see things missed by the sober eyes view. He saw things he'd over looked, He analyzed the world in this hazy view. He saw what he'd been missing, The Beautiful hue of  YOU!!!

The purple effect......to be continued.    ~in anticipation of you~