The taste of a dream

The first bite could taste like a candied cloud,
Moving to a rich collection of unknown spices,
A labrinth,
To follow to a place you might know. 
A taste you might know.
Do you get Deja vu?
The taste now washed out by a sad sour feeling,
That rips through your whole body to jolt you awake.
Each taste still lingers in your mouth. 
You'll never really get it out.