I want to paint…

I want to paint 

the candyfloss clouds as bright as the sun as they fly through the blue sky,

a shipwreck lying motionless beneath a shimmering, crystal blue lake; it holds many secrets within,

I want to paint 

the sound of the beautiful birds tweeting their morning sound whilst everyone awakens below,

a lonely house sitting in a desolate field as clouds fly above,

I want to paint 

a rose, its perfect petals shimmering in the morning sun like sequins,

the motionless moon lying between the dancing, bright stars, 

I want to paint 

the earth, making it brighter than anything in the world,

a luscious strawberry sat in a vibrant fruit bowl,

I want to paint

the serene, solemn sky as the clouds dance around the sun,

a perfect golden pineapple sitting beneath the earth’s gleaming sunset,

I want to paint 

the inky jet black darkness that hides just around the corner, waiting to pounce on its prey,

The impossibility of objects darting around the schools at their own accord.

I want to paint the memory of the past.

I want to paint my eyes closing slowly as I fall into eternal sleep.