The soothing poem
I want to paint the taste of sweet, popping popcorn dancing on my taste buds like a dancer pirouetting around,
I want to paint the smell of sweet and salty air transporting me to the beachside,
I want to paint smooth and soothing music echoing through my ears like a crystal clear ocean over lapping,
I want to paint the mountains engulfed in snow to the pyramids staring over Gaza protecting them like guardian angels,
I want to paint the smooth and silky sand A whole grain as light as a floating feather,
I want to paint the thrilling and exhilarating ride being tossed around like a ragdoll.
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