All of my favorite things

I want to paint the taste of bitter, beautiful blackberries trickling down my throat like a boat drifting through a river of sour juice.

I want to paint the smell of warm, fresh coffee, reminding me of the friendly, welcoming fragrance of winter.

I want to paint the crackling, hypnotizing fire as the mesmerizing, merry flames draw me in by dancing over the roasting coals.

I want to paint the wonderous, questionable Stone Henge to the blistering, burning Egyptian pyramids.

I want to paint a beautiful, blooming flower, it’s soft, delicate petals as light as a single grain of sand blowing in the breeze.

I want to paint a cheerful Christmas filled with the luxurious aroma of my Grandma’s cooking flying around the house like a free bird.

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