attempted verbalization

It feels like...

The end of a really incredible book that has a sequel.
Wilderness.
The TASTE of hot chocolate in summer.
That moment when an umbrella pops open.
Scarlet and navy and off-white, but not all at the same time.
A balloon of deep purple plasma filling inside of you.
Wanting to taste a scented marker.
A fire too big for a marshmallow.
A saxophone and a banjo and an opera singer all at once.
The second before a roller coaster takes off.
Screaming and pine needles.
A scrambled alphabet that makes new colors.
Sunshine and thunder.

...not always.