(A bit of explanation:
Here are some musings of mine. It started with a "If I could take a bite of the sun, what would it taste like" and went on a rampage from there. Now obviously no one can bite the sun, and supposing they did they would burn their tongues (to say the least). But what does the sun look like it tastes like?
And that’s where this came in.)

What if?

I feel the itch.
An idea grows.
My mind alive,
my writing flows.

My pen is swift,
words chosen with care.
It is a gift
I wish I could share.

My sympathies to those
who’ve never tasted the desire
to set hand to page
and light words on fire.