Moonlight slides across my tongue like

Satin

Ice cream

Vanilla and mint

Laying in the middle of the street

When I close my eyes

Snow fills my senses

The smell of wet cement

And frosted grass as I peer through crystalized branches

The warmth of summer and the sting of winter

The burning air of a 5AM run

As sweat drips down upon my lips

How I imagine the middle of the ocean to smell

Away from humanity's pollution

A welcomed solitude

Nothing but clean salt and water

Sloshing into my senses

The silver light consuming me