i want to paint the world in your eyes,
maybe start with the perwinkle sky
a sun,
because you take the rain away
as the horizon would slowly fade
i want to paint the world in your eyes,
the ground covered with soft green grass
like in fairytales where the princess lays there waiting to be saved
the grass is green since all the brown from the earth would be in your eyes
i want to paint the world in your eyes,
starry lake at midnight
reflecting on the moon which is only seen with the sunlight so it wont ever be lonely
i want to paint the world in your eyes,
people dancing, in crowded places
where these once quiet spaces
will soon feel like home
i want to paint you,
but i dont know how you see yourself
as i keep thinking of how i could paint the world, my paint brush is raised,
the open arms of a blank canvas is still untouched
bare,
i struggle to see the beginning and i struggle to think of how youd see it all
