I want to paint…

I want to paint

a colourful, crabby capybara with eyes like bulging black holes, lost in space for eternity,

a eerie electric eel exploring the darkest depths of the devious ocean,

a gigantic jungle bursting with abundant life and the secrets it hides within,

the fiery Phoenix flying through the orange evening air.

I want to paint

the distance between a grouching gargoyle and a majestic unicorn poised magnificently upon its magical cloud,

a mighty maple tree stood alone in a field like a lost loner in a corrupted crowd of strangers,

a green, gargantuan goat who’s horns stand tall against any immense enemy.

I want to paint the smell of the cold of the intense Winter snow,

I want to paint the taste of exotic fruits and the explosion of their flavours,

I want to paint the sound of wild wolves howling upwards towards the mysterious midnight moon,

I want to paint the impossibility of wildfires and the destructive glow of their vengeful wrath.

I want to paint, a decent ending for this.