To Taste the Sky

Clouds float over the masses
And I wonder, if I were to take a bite of the sky
How would the clouds taste?

Heavy, sticky, sweet like molasses
Or salty & bitter from their tears yet to cry
Cumulus, Cirrus, Nimbus, Stratus
How would each taste?

Would they cling to my tongue like cotton candy
And melt away when they hit spit
Or remain solid and steady but
Twist and Conform with each lick
Leaving a road where my tongue once was
The lightening bolts as chewed clouds meet
tickling my tongue in a frenzied buzz
Leaving behind an electric heat

What would it be like?
To be above what's
Above it all
To lick the rain drops
Before they fall.


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