What is hot ?

The warm blooded sun, a rapid roar of a mighty engine and a a dive from the highest diving board into a fire like pool.

What is cold?

The point of an icicle from a window pane, a stomp into a patch of super fresh snow and the cold heart of Cruella Deville.

What is bright?

The beam of light glinting off a shard of glass, a magnificent Mercedes strolling down the motorway and the touch from a devil’s burning soul.

What is dull?

The fading moon soaring back to space, the shade of a terrifying tree blocking  a house’s view and  moaning faces looking despairingly at  dark rain filled clouds.