[2/2] Purple House

I live in a purple house.

It is not the intensity of what you might imagine when thinking of the color, of this little purple house.

It is light.

It is a gentle, calming lavender that hugs this naked house.

Clothing and engulfing its walls with serenity and cleansing, almost as though it was a lavender house,
this little purple house.

And in this little purple house,

I lay in a white bed, naked, just as the walls are with out its lavender coating.

As the sun reflects into the window and bounces off these lavender walls,

I become clothed and engulfed in the same lavender coat as this purple house.

One and the same, I become apart of this little purple house.