I walk in the room
Filled with pictures of paint
All very nice
Full of artistic talent
One painting
Stands out
A painting like no other
Mysterious and magical
Like a place in a dream
The painter is painting
His feelings
I drown him out
As I lose myself
where the skies are blue
The clouds are white
Flowers are bright and fragrant
The waters deep and blue
I see Unicorns and Dragons
Running and flying
But then, again...
I'm only standing
In front of the painting.