I've tasted sunrises on the tip of my tongue. I've eaten stars for appetizer and saved the moon for dessert. I've watched mountains melt into sunsets beneath the colors falling from the sky. The things I've tasted with my eyes. The ocean tastes like honey. The things I've tasted with my hands. When the sun closes its eyes there's something about the darkness that feels like silk against the skin. Something about the shadows you put me in