My Object

My object is very
Important to me.
It smells as crisp as
My first time using paint.

It’s a wild, free spirit.
It tastes as sweet
And pure as biting
Into a delicious, ripe apple.

If I were to lose it,
I would feel very sad,
The painting makes me feel loved
As a man loves his dog.

It is like rainbow raindrops
Running around a rodeo,
It is also very special to me,
My Unicorn Painting.