Synesthesia - A Poetic Nugget

I often have ideas that never develop farther than a phrase.  I call these “Poetic Nuggets”.  Sometimes I’ll begin writing a story or poem and stop after a single line because I simply don’t know what to write next.  I’ll try and turn some into haikus or shape them into another style, but I find I am never pleased with the finished product.  So I leave them as nuggets.

Here is a nugget I wrote recently.  I had originally planned on writing a long, descriptive poem about the senses, but I stopped after four lines and added it to my Poetic Nugget collection.

Synesthesia

I don't have synesthesia,

but strangely moonlight tastes

of Earl Grey tea

and smells of lavender.