Acrylic Sunset

During summer my favorite time of the day is when the sun is just slipping below the horizon and the sky is a deep royal blue bordered with hues of orange and red, pink and purple. The way the sun falls across the world in the last hours makes everything look like an oil painting- heavy and bold. I imagine I can stretch my hands above my head and finger-paint with the sky, dribbling the vibrant colors across the trees, swirling the inky blue through the grass. I trace the golden edges of the shadow puddles on my way home. When I go to sleep that night I dream of splashing through shimmering puddles of blues and greens and purples, of dancing through the acrylic rain. I dream that I am floating across the liquid center of the sun.